Blinding lights in chilly nights,a soft gleam dust in silver bites,carols sing upon thy dreamin praise and lovefor Christ our King.
I'm sorry but todays battlehas come to an end, the angels have arrivedbefore I could everclaim myself;who do you think wonwhen the demons came upto tame me?
It scares meyou know, how we are just another storyin this vast universe;a world of different dimensionsand to think thatnot even onecould have saved us.
She waslikea seedof a flower, planted in the mostimpossible placeto grow.
In this frigid wintry night,I found myself singing lullaby.I just need to sleep - the best way to fightthe feeling I got the time you said goodbye.
I play his goodbyes like a classic broken vinyl, too many spoken farewell'sto even fix;the endmost pain i'll ever need, his last wordi'll ever hear.
She was like the sky made up of lightning and thunder, chaos amidst the calm; yet smiles and clears up whenever her sun was around.