I drempt i held the rose.
The rose of one lifetime,
were children play with shadowed mimes,
I drempt the rose was given me,
By faceless silhouttes,
Out from the land of hatred,
From the throne where satan sits.
And I could see shadows calling on my name,
promiseing a world of lust,
A world of instant fame.
And all got deathly quiet,
And I heard my name chose,
And I could see my lifeless temple,
Holding A black rose
Shipwreck
Last edited by shipwreck on May 23rd, 2006 at 04:36 AM