Darkness, madness, fiery ligth
in the depths of my eye.
In the dark pits of my mind,
resides one desire I can't satisfy.
At last the storm does start.
No more this fire I can confine,
violently taking over my heart.
I hear one whisper that isn't mine.
Voices that talk from behind,
the silence gets broken.
My unconsccious mind
at last let's the doors open.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 8:15 AM UTC
Darkness, madness, fiery ligth
in the depths of my eye.
In the dark pits of my mind,
resides one desire I can't satisfy.
At last the storm does start.
No more this fire I can confine,
violently taking over my heart.
I hear one whisper that isn't mine.
Voices that talk from behind,
the silence gets broken.
My unconsccious mind
at last let's the doors open.
