• The Wicked able mind fears nothing
    But pain and Loneliness
    Death doesn't phase the Girl
    To her death is Paradise
    She wants to sleep in Love Lost
    Confused by Lost Love
    In a Bed of Blue Roses
    She layed awake in fear
    Thinking of the Haunting Past
    Frightened of the future
    Wishing it could end
    Afraid to end it herself
    Life is no Saint
    But Life itself
    is a crime of passion
    Steeling the Sanity
    From the able minds
    Taking the lives of the good
    leaving the wicked to themselves
    Alone in this dark world
    She was left Alone
    Which she feared Most
    Her Passion was Stolen from her
    Which was all she Had.......