Dark This Evening,

Desperation In The Eyes Of A Man

Betrayed By The Mirror

Engraved In His Own Glance,

Captured By The Silent Sense,

Absolute Control Of Life.



They Unlit The Moon

Beyond The Clouds,

He Knows He'll Be Taken In A While,

Steely Walls Bar His Vain Escape

From A World In Which You Pay

For What You Feel.



I Still Remember

Different Nights Just Before The End,

When I Could Relish

The Warmth Of Light,

Subtle Scents Not Obscured By Hate

And Crystal Clear

Embracing Waves Of Gold.