Celestial Season

I hear the music sweet tunes that caress my soul music begging for music it woes my soul ...so... it enchants me... ...feeding my hunger but I'm hungry for more ...so much more.. food for the poets thought ink for the thirsty pen lust like the ravagi

remembering the melodies in a room with glowing stars with a thousand symphonies, right I still recall a smile on the wall not forgetting the beating on the drums under a blood raining sky with the roaring of thunder, okay dancing to a thousand symph

the cold water in which I stand portrays the tears I once cried I face a sunset of sweet sins in a dusk of perishing hopes I bear the shroud that once warmed me I bear a torn shroud that now grieves with me I wash my hands with glory that once was wi