Ballroom
Vivid smooth vibes of electric green
Ripples of mist - lavender hue
Blue Moons kiss on the swaying tides
A bridge crosses to the darkened shire
All is sillent and all is calm
Mourning for loss, floating over our heads
Candy smile in thought, knowing when the fire's out the smoke lingers
Rag doll, tumbling through the air
Quasar mind, clock eyes shaded under a glitter violet hue
The attic bells toll in hollow bones
The rotting wood decomposes in a rain storm - the roof caves and dust is scattered
Silk webs doused in dew, rolls down the arms to the puffy pastel petals and leaves
Black teardrops roll; blue whirls with white from a black hole
Leather and lace covered brain, dirt and lying cries - worn tattered wedding dress with a tale
Black and white iron roses twisting along bars
The swans form a crowd of hearts in a romance of graceful and eerie
Fog floats over the liquid mirror, where all life flows
Shall insanity lay in ashes and the fire be burned in the grasp of mind to sanity?
I pray it's not so
The actor wishes to play along with the hoax
Clowns smile, the jokers and court jesters share a laugh in dark corners of the golden palace
The puppets dance to the power in their court
The puppet master smiles at the immensity of power
Victorian-chic tomb, avant garde veil
The stitches and wounds - cherry gashes - sweet to releaseSways noble and logical thought of repetition and repercussion
Swirling in insomnia's arms, the deep whispers beat inside of a sugar and ice core
Violins echo gets softer with each note as it disintegrates out the window
Gentle somber keys are caressed
The skeletons dance with masquerade masks and top hats on - their cane's tapping and high heels clacking on the golden ballroom floor.
Ripples of mist - lavender hue
Blue Moons kiss on the swaying tides
A bridge crosses to the darkened shire
All is sillent and all is calm
Mourning for loss, floating over our heads
Candy smile in thought, knowing when the fire's out the smoke lingers
Rag doll, tumbling through the air
Quasar mind, clock eyes shaded under a glitter violet hue
The attic bells toll in hollow bones
The rotting wood decomposes in a rain storm - the roof caves and dust is scattered
Silk webs doused in dew, rolls down the arms to the puffy pastel petals and leaves
Black teardrops roll; blue whirls with white from a black hole
Leather and lace covered brain, dirt and lying cries - worn tattered wedding dress with a tale
Black and white iron roses twisting along bars
The swans form a crowd of hearts in a romance of graceful and eerie
Fog floats over the liquid mirror, where all life flows
Shall insanity lay in ashes and the fire be burned in the grasp of mind to sanity?
I pray it's not so
The actor wishes to play along with the hoax
Clowns smile, the jokers and court jesters share a laugh in dark corners of the golden palace
The puppets dance to the power in their court
The puppet master smiles at the immensity of power
Victorian-chic tomb, avant garde veil
The stitches and wounds - cherry gashes - sweet to releaseSways noble and logical thought of repetition and repercussion
Swirling in insomnia's arms, the deep whispers beat inside of a sugar and ice core
Violins echo gets softer with each note as it disintegrates out the window
Gentle somber keys are caressed
The skeletons dance with masquerade masks and top hats on - their cane's tapping and high heels clacking on the golden ballroom floor.