In the daylight, comes darkness, on the verge of. Night a fear is born,. Sweeter than the dream, the reality of you,. Immaculate, deception.. . From the spirit runs poison, and the wheel of.
So you lie awake and think about tomorrow,. And you try to justify the things you've done,. But there's no one here, to hear your tears falling,. When you turn around, you find out, that you're the lonely one..
Across the desert of the burning dark, a. Darkness which illuminates you,. There's a place you've always wanted to be,. Whose pleasures always did escape you,.