-- Posted by TRVD at 1:00 pm on April 12, 2008 If you take the gloved hand If you touch rotting skin Can I see you? If your soul is tainted, while my own remains pure Can I feel you? The sun shines over the golden hilltop upon which you stand Will its rays wash your soul of all wrong-doings? When the glowing beauty of the angels is created demonically Will the past become unraveled? It's a cosmic unwinding of the cycles of a life you refuse to let go of Spinning into the broken future of uncertainty Hide in the darkness, and hold onto your uncertain past The midnight riches, will enrobe you, and destroy your sanity If your reach for the cold sun Is interrupted by the fiery clouds Will your soul remain on this lonely earth? If the kindness, of the god you worship doubtfully Is a falsity, what will become of the darkness you live within? The sun shines under a horizon of evil You are just another guilty innocent receiving punishment Into the world where your beauty is useless, say the words you're afraid to say If you speak them truthfully you will say goodbye to the world of dreams