Bloody Strings Of Frozen Dance

In hours of emptyness and wicked delight.

Bleed the thought trapped from light.

Togather we are what makes this scene.

Horror of my splendor traggic dream.

 

We moves controled in rythm of off time beat.

Frozen park sqaure traces of that crimson existance

reminders left behind in street.

 

So long we existed without knoledge of I.

Moments of end please do cry.

I walked within your steps a shadow of a soon crime.

Forgotten tresure and loose change cast aside in the street like a dime.

 

 

How i missed the feeling of knowing  the urge.

Wicked hunger from my existance I hope to never purge.