• Raven night patterns filling the corner
    Grooved edges of the forest

    The sun sinking behind the patched
    Green wall dimming the existence of light

    Our presence diminish had to come the shadows
    Becoming ripe upon the base of the objects

    Come fly with me my love!
    Tis not the sky our limits!
    Let the velvet wings guide us
    Through the night starry sky

    Come hither my love!
    Let not our mentality hinder us!
    We'll soar the seven seas just for you
    On a ship made of dreams

    Oh come beckon to my call my love!
    Oh how lust would have me sin for you
    How the burning desire for my heart
    Shall wither thine eyes of the wandering vultures