28 July 2012
As safe as your fake smile.
You fill my head with a sweet song.
Your intentions wrong.
Planting false hope.
Leaving without knowing how to cope.
You're standing by my side.
Weaving my dreams.
The foundation and beams of trust on your side.
Your innocent lips ony tell lies.
White mask, black veil, your all too obvious disguise.
I'll leave you to the wolves.
And on that full moon & they have their teeth out.
Licking their lips making room for your tainted flesh.
I'll be listening for your screams.
Weaver of dreams..
Weaver Of Dreams • Opuss № I