sentient

The spores of thought.. lost without a fight No battle of mind with the feelings I hide And lost, without a chance, I\'ve never been told I\'m alone in the world... and her face is cold Ripples

I’ve touched my dreams, when they were fulfilled She seems even nearer, once again have I sinned So perfect... so imaginary, as out of this world Yet more real than anybody, and more real than my

Gaze... the stars above, read their signs Surrounded by the very air we breath Flying through heavens, no ground below our feet You must be waiting for me there already Where love means more than

The four dimensions of time Step inside, step inside Turn all your clocks Come on in, welcome to time Walk up; there is no roof above you Don\'t look down, the abyss may gaze Step aside, make

I have no words lost them on the edge of time and I speak to you in thoughts I have no feelings lost them in mid-flight and then I found happiness I have no soul lost it in a dream, and

sinking in myself And, oh, the lake is deep You never knew the pains Of he who was once me The candle fire\'s dim Fading to the dark Ah, the pain within Never trust your heart Sunset of

Her hand\'s scorched skin touching me now, as I sleep What we now dream can not be seen How else do you find me but sick? Crumble, crumble, down again Feel the most terrible of pain! And

Mild imperfection, enchanted by lies Blisfully ignorant, the pain in my eyes Oh, how I desired, for Her how I mourned And burned by the fire, had I not endured Her touch, even hollow, had I been

And while I was twitching, in hate and despair Thou shalt have seen me, beginning to stare And how I stared at the knife, being scared Assuming that end myself I would not dare Thou seek me out,

There\'s snow in front of me, and on the ground The covers of my soul, sweet lies from thy mouth And never shall I sing with voice so deep again For you shall dance with me as long as I\'m

Despondent of living, Lost in bleakness A soul forgiving Shrouded in coldness In blissful ignorance Dreaming life away the despairing chance Of being led astray extolled to the ground An

Madness closing in on me Fading all that I see Time will let us be Fear of being free Distorted reality.. A touch of pure sanity Burning fire light The candles at my side No, I don\'t have

Is it not patethic? How I always try the same To be nothing but a skeptic All of this to you I blame I am scared of me tie me to a cross lock my mind away, cover me in moss I have had

The answer to my madness Oblivious silence Dream now of my love Oblivious rose Brought down to my knee Oblivious me Hiding deep inside Oblivious night Stench of rotten hopes Oblivious

Cut on the edge of madness Sanity bleeding with guilt Indeed nothing\'s what it seemed In the shape of things to come And the fog that clouds your judgement Only you are left alone Shell of

Silhouettes of time Blending into the contrast Of ages past, millennia Yet to come, consumed and worn Silhouettes of life Scarcely biding their own time Turning into what they

Somebody, somewhere Smelling bleeding flowers I used to love her In the passing of the hours Somebody, sometime Never knowing why Somehow lost inside Asking questions, telling

I was lying prone after a perfectly still day. I heard the sun come up, I heard the world\'s silences and its disruptions. And then I heard the sun set. After that, I was left alone. For hours and

She would sit. I would be happy As the rain would fall on me She would leave I would be dying That\'s the way I\'m meant to be She would die My corpse still lying In the rain, for all to

I still don\'t know time; After all I have been walking For so long I have already lost everything... And what I stand for Is not of the essence. I could tell you that I had once been In

I have it in sight Sunken in mind Drunken in thought tonight Heartache in the dawn In scarlet coffin prone Wasted feelings, all are gone Dwelling oblivious A soul so grievous beshrew

I couldn\'t stare into the sun Or smell the blazing heat of dust Eternity was here, and gone For Her\'s my unforgiving lust I could not lie, nor say a word For thoughts of crimson all were