In my heart there was love.
In my head,
there were thoughts that storm.
Thunders that roar,
rolling through mystic purple heat.
Caught in the rain,
woe is me.
Lost in vain of my vanity
My perpetual sins.
Forgive me of my insanity.
But my perpetual sins
cause me to cringe.
In a world lost
less paths taken.
Fewer roads
and these winds from the storm
my soul erodes.
My path only lit
by the lapsed flashes.
My hearts inextinguishable Flames,
have burned my love to ashes.
Goodbye