Falling Prisms
Falling through shimmering shadows and watching as darkness will slowly transform into light
Holding her hand in the caverns of spring while the echoes of sweetness resound and take flight
Currents of fate sweeping forth disengage her, and broken, alone, I am falling apart
Pieces of prisms that snag in the ether are caught in my torso, impaling my heart
Holding her hand in the caverns of spring while the echoes of sweetness resound and take flight
Currents of fate sweeping forth disengage her, and broken, alone, I am falling apart
Pieces of prisms that snag in the ether are caught in my torso, impaling my heart