• Within my heart screams an ancient passion

    for days of old

    for the fire

    and the cold

    To reach my roots and pull

    remove myself from these modern times

    So displaced in a world of decay

    when the Valkyries song sings so clearly in my ear

    of the times of warriors and lovelorn fate

    a hand reaches through time,pulling at my psyche

    to remind me who I am

    who I was

    and who I am to be.

    These eyes see the past long gone..

    want what they can never have...