Facades

Surrounding me are miens.              
Sorrow they show yet the gloom still glows 
Feels just on inside 
From the stars who shall descend
For the lessened likeness in this might
O’ my happyness , shall ye’ find me?
In this universe damned are whose souls
O’ my light, shall ye’ seek me out?
Restless are the night for souls are freed 
For the dark is brightest yet i cannot see 
O’ my art, shall ye’ apprize my touch?
If i paint thy body with the feel of my brush
O’ my lamp, shall ye feel my warmth?
When the dusk dimmers 
Shall ye’ glaze in darkness of mine a light of a  remedy 
Repenting all sins shall my soul be redeemed
For the tiring are the spirits, viel in shadows

Like the deep murky sea 

O’ my blessing, will ye’ still count on me ?

Forces thou away are the ghost of mine

Nature of the wicked and the knave

Such passionate crime!

O’ my starlight, shall ye’ gleam for me?

Follow me to death and bring back good of mine

For the world’s full of emptyness 

And the blackened grays are all mine ..