14 September 2012
Onyx tears flow from my eyes Deaths younger sister In a beautiful disguise
Dyed black is my heart Once as cold as this stone Turn you to memories dust From skin and bone
No longer can I bear The anguish and tears I've been following this madness for too many years
Purple the colour of my veil Reflecting their lives A low and silent wail
Streaked with white and elements of good I'll help the lost along Behind Deaths shrouded hood
*part of jewel series I'm doing hope you like it
~~ONYX~~ • Opuss № I