Tim Aeus
09-20-2012, 10:03 AM
Dark corners and mysterious faces,
Words spoken in unknown tongue,
Breathing importance
I swallow, my soul drunk with mystery
A fire hungry and selfish
It burns and burns, until there is nothing left to burn
Flickering final breaths of life,
Empty hands need filling,
But the room is dark and quiet and cold.
Words spoken in unknown tongue,
Breathing importance
I swallow, my soul drunk with mystery
A fire hungry and selfish
It burns and burns, until there is nothing left to burn
Flickering final breaths of life,
Empty hands need filling,
But the room is dark and quiet and cold.