ReRise |
Where is the light from which we speak?A radiant dream fills the the nights airSing sweet songs of Jesus...We're still suffering. A group bares the hight chair.Their broken, do they care if...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 02:08:00 GMT |
Heightened sense. |
On the edge of madness, Solemn thoughts keep us sane. But that one sweet leaf whispers your name. Telling you things most say can't be true. She takes off the schakles, untieing t...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 23:15:00 GMT |
A New Life |
I transcend valiantness,Paramount if you may.Driven by madness,Serene some could say.While mortal men can't see their gods have been ceased.Conveying the belie, spreading the feast.I will derive from ...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 22:16:00 GMT |
