• Light your way
    Like the pure moon obscured by the dark
    blue tinted cloud.

    The way bonds are broken
    and only remains continue to be summoned
    like the warmth of the white flame
    laughing
    purging souls of the lost
    now do u understand?

    We are fools to this immenity
    when the sun becomes the moon
    when day becomes night
    when life becomes death

    Our days will be gone, yes, gone, gone
    But we can only hope yet strangely, hoping isn't an option
    So we linger and wait in the arms of our past, our future
    And still we only dream.