| Roses in the Night Walking clothed in a shroud of death Listening to the night crying softly Numbness creeps in as my life leaches out Through the wounds gaping in my soul Trend through the broken shards of my life Feeling the pain they inflict as they cut into me Keep moving, staring forward into the abyss Hoping to leave this field of sorrow behind With each step the pain grows and consumes my mind Silent tears run down my face to strike the thorny ground Small clouds of demon dust spring forth as each bloody tear falls Roses of bitter thoughts grow and bloom in my footprints Wander through this broken land of sand and roses Knowing that it is all I�ll know, all that I�ll see Landscape blurs together into a tapestry of agony As I walk alone, lost in this hell, never to be free |
| Copyright �tm 2001 |