Beauty is timeless
But life is not
We all sing praises of others
While we rot inside ourselves
Sun is rising on a new day
But the sun will set
And the moon will rise again
Stars are lights out of our reach
But like us, they always burn out
Heros are people who believe
But villains are the one facing reality
We all sing praises of others
But our beauty all fades

Jay bird singing a tune of death
Wolves howl a song of grief
Snakes hiss a sinful tune
And dogs yap the song of the moon

Oi, moon so clear and full
Tell me the secrets of death
Tell me about the afterlife
A greed I must know

Flowers sway to the wind
The wind bows to the clouds
Clouds follow the mourning rains
The rains follow the thunder
The thunder follows the lightning
And the lightning reaches the heavens

Oh, moon so dusty and full
Tell me the secrets of weather
Tell me about the signs
Of winds and power
A greed I must know

Grasses cut by a blade,
Of metal and blood
The cuts go deep,
Farther and farther
Until the end

Oh moon so ****** and full
Tell me the reason of war
Tell me the secrets of blood shed
Oh ****** moon,
A greed I must know

Now I know,
Oh moon, your light is gone
Your shadow pushed me the secrets
Greed, my sinful greed
Lead me to this
I’m sorry with sorrow
And stained with blood

I’ll tell you a story, false or not
You decide, just don’t pretend
That you know what happened
In this false fairy land

There was a girl who was once innocent
Her hair was long, her dress white
Her eyes pure, her life light
A women stole her love and replaced her
Her father leaving her side forever
Her eyes turned dark, her life night
Her hair short, her hoodie black
There was a girl who was innocent

Her life changed from calm to vivid
As colors rushed around her brain
She wished for her old life back
But she would never be the same

Her walls faded to unknown hate
Her windows covered with dew
Her chocolate fields on pale porcelain
Making rivers flows down the mountains of red
As she swore to never love again

Her hate reduced to ice in her heart so broken
The torn red ***** was slowly turning blue
As the soft poison was tearing it in two
She was now clouded over ,no reason in sight

She made the ice into sculptures
Of words and ink
The black liquid poured onto stale white sheets
She wanted to inspire and show people life
She wished to learn love again
With all her unholy might