The Beautiful moon shines brightly in the dim light of the stars. Deep within though it cries to itself. Thinking of the long nights of romance that were once shared. How it was once called upon at a moments noticed to enlighten a true love. How is it that the moon can only cry once a night when the pain is every night?
A black rose that was once given is now frozen in the night that it burns so brightly for. Giveing light in to a dark world in return for pain.
The windows in the cathedral brightened by the dim neon. Sadly the organ will never again play the "Bridle March" again. Broken hearts walk over the sidewalk in front of the broken walls of the once peaceful place wallowing in their own self pain.
The female wolf howls an uttering cry calling to it's children to come back from the burial grounds. The comfront of the embrace of her arms. The love of mother nature weeps for what has been brought to her attention.
Desolate plains triggers the broken hearts to hurt more. The desert sleeps peacefuly with the begging people drowning in there own hard ship. the love of the world is broken and the time has come to end it.
The moon seeps back into it's eternal sleep. The cathedral goes back into darkness and the wolf and her childrean lie in wait for the cathedral windows to glow their neon glow. Meanwhile mother nature goes into a fit of rage and lets the now sleepless desert take over and end this once full of love world.
A black rose that was once given is now frozen in the night that it burns so brightly for. Giveing light in to a dark world in return for pain.
The windows in the cathedral brightened by the dim neon. Sadly the organ will never again play the "Bridle March" again. Broken hearts walk over the sidewalk in front of the broken walls of the once peaceful place wallowing in their own self pain.
The female wolf howls an uttering cry calling to it's children to come back from the burial grounds. The comfront of the embrace of her arms. The love of mother nature weeps for what has been brought to her attention.
Desolate plains triggers the broken hearts to hurt more. The desert sleeps peacefuly with the begging people drowning in there own hard ship. the love of the world is broken and the time has come to end it.
The moon seeps back into it's eternal sleep. The cathedral goes back into darkness and the wolf and her childrean lie in wait for the cathedral windows to glow their neon glow. Meanwhile mother nature goes into a fit of rage and lets the now sleepless desert take over and end this once full of love world.