Innocence is
the fading
dream
eventual death
in illusions
held so close
the reflection
in which
haunts our
waking hours
holding the
picture of
the departed
finding the
words to reveal
the tears
that fall down
for those no
longer with us

In the light of
a distant sun
the tower of
black stood
towards a
endless sky
unholy textures
unearthly song
escaping the
mouth of a fate
forsaken in
undeath
mortals shy
their vision
from the
damned
structure of
the abyssal
heart

Waiting in the
moment of your
beauty
speechless
to the smile
that seems to
stop time
for a glimpse
these angelic
apprences
had brought
heaven to
the haunted
existance within
brought tears
fallen from
the cold skin
to the marble
floor below
in that moment
the tortured
heart felt
warmth

The assassins
song begins
with the dance
of steel
the melody
of the past
the demise of
flesh
last gasp of
life in a glimpse
of crimson snow
the song had ended
in the last
moments
of the man
who had found
solace in the
face of death

Gentle winds
unpersuaded water
movements
from the path
hidden from
civilization
rain fell softly
the empty heart
welcomed
the arrival of
beauty to refrain
from coming
undone while
waiting for love
to bring it life

In the mirror
theres a reflection
of undeniable truth
the endless gaze
of the window to
the soul
reveals a
place where
no lies exist
where self
does not fault
memory of past
sins haunt us
in relentless
pursuit
the reflection
seeks forgiveness

Release into
the new world
reach to the clouds
defy gravity
with each breath
our arms out
stretched to the
heavens leaving
everything behind
to find peace
to be held in
the arms of
tommorrow
to step into
the unknown
a step into
the embrace
of hope where
the angels had
waited to guide
thier children
on the path
of no more
sorrow

The end has come
in time all must
surrender to death
resigned to silence
and blue clouds
this sleepless
wandering soul
prays for solace
on the horizon
to embrace the
wide open spaces
of forever
the sky was
endless while
returning to
the long walk
home

The black gate
has held wonder
for the children
of the stars
born a enigma
amongst the
shadows of
creation
a monolith sits
in the deep
blackness of
space
heard in
ancient tounges
unknown in purpose
remains in wait
for the return
of its children

In beauty we
find unrest
in your song
we find heaven
no longer
suffocating
in tears
embed us
in the blanket
of sound
farewell to
the world
we are lost
weightless
of burdens
take me home
from the winter
in my heart