7/23/08
Beware the falsehood.
A loosely called tragedy
Enticing
Pulling you into the unknown vacuum
Slowly draining away your Will
Sleep with the stars tonight,
My dear
Nothing but the cool wind
Will guide your way
We are the dream you forever call upon
The rain will not wash away
The regret that cruelly ravages your heaven
Remember the dance?
They tell you, beware the masquerade
I shall not try to lead you with my whispers
And when you wake
You sing the lies you led yourself to believe
I will stand upon the brink of the truth
Waiting for you to notice,
And until you do
I shall think that love
Is the greatest tragedy
