Dark onyx reflects,
Glinting in the dragons eye,
Smoke billows, rising,
Flames flourish and coals smoulder,
The crackle of candent tongues.

Red and cream cushions,
A mix match upholstery,
Softer dark grey throws,
And blank magnolia walls.
Red curtains and raised carpet.

Play those themes, play on_
Hope, love, faith and charity.
Hope can come and go,
But always returns when lost,
Love is protection,
But destroyed by rejection.
Faith is like the soul,
Invincible and mild,
Charity makes sense,
Actions speak louder than words.
Adorning hearts with virtues.

Boom thud, boom boom thud_
Eruptions of a ruckus.
With crimson darker,
Luminaries of the sky,
Echoes the silver moonlight.

Sunlight and golden.
Rays of light on falling leaves,
Cling to twig and branch.
They reach for absolution,
With windy supplications.

I'm feeling heavy,
Dropkick to the emotions.
Languish in torment.
Come on now, regain control...
You know there is always hope.

Bass bass treble trash.
With cymbal smash, cymbal smash.
Bass bass tremulous,
Patter patter crash, crash, crash.
Music so delirious.