The Heavens Her Crown
Barefoot in the night, in a field washed by wind and starlight…
The Path to Rapture
A doorway empty and charred awaits Look in and see what you left behind Forgotten on the path to rapture…
Visions Over the Sea
Where the moon’s reflection meets the city’s edge I boarded a ferry to cross over with the rest To a place that has always waited for us This, the final passage of dreamers…
Staring beyond the depths of the cup in my hands Into a past I long to know The view from atop the boneyard pile Is a steep descent into rolling madness.