When I stare at thee stars I can only see tears.
When I look at the sightless moon it fills me up with thon sorrow.
The dark depts of thon sky it remind me of my sinful soul.
The wind it whisper of it's sadness.
I don't know how much I could take thy loneliness.
But I'm about to reach my limit to my existence.
How much do I have to endure thee?
When will I be hold and been told I was safe.
When will some one stop my loneliness?
I could only wait under the darken depts of the black reaven sky.
When the moon is casting out it lightless shadows.
To Be Continued........
Light.....light is only an illusion.
Losing our self in sinful pleasure.
We forgot what was right, and what thon wrong.
Loosing our self to thy endless nightless sky.
We've only became selfish to our own need.
The strong will live the weak will die.
That the old saying but,
who cares if we get our way sooner or later
heat rising, pain increasing to it pleasureable, Yet sinful ways
We lost are self in the endless time we have.
Holding on tightly as we came to it's peak.
We stare at each other
With glazy eyes as are breath left in a rush.
Trembling from the after math.
We lock each other up with our own special key.
When I look at the sightless moon it fills me up with thon sorrow.
The dark depts of thon sky it remind me of my sinful soul.
The wind it whisper of it's sadness.
I don't know how much I could take thy loneliness.
But I'm about to reach my limit to my existence.
How much do I have to endure thee?
When will I be hold and been told I was safe.
When will some one stop my loneliness?
I could only wait under the darken depts of the black reaven sky.
When the moon is casting out it lightless shadows.
To Be Continued........
Light.....light is only an illusion.
Losing our self in sinful pleasure.
We forgot what was right, and what thon wrong.
Loosing our self to thy endless nightless sky.
We've only became selfish to our own need.
The strong will live the weak will die.
That the old saying but,
who cares if we get our way sooner or later
heat rising, pain increasing to it pleasureable, Yet sinful ways
We lost are self in the endless time we have.
Holding on tightly as we came to it's peak.
We stare at each other
With glazy eyes as are breath left in a rush.
Trembling from the after math.
We lock each other up with our own special key.
