Tropical Popsicle

The view is oh so clear From the Dihedral Wall Weve lost communication and all depth perception 4000 years Twin burning Suns The King of Ages The Bloodlines run- Take your ropes and Lanterns Into the idle Mansions where can we go from here? The myste

Two tricks and Tuesday hours I wait for many days You lay upon the alter thats built on shaky ground She's blasting inner power Direction Sun and Moon It's in a Sea of Proverbs 3 dimensional fracture So wait until Your Sanity Has all but begot and lo

In the dead pan moon no one else can touch your face there is no light Do what you want tonight there are no boundaries here me love unveil your face the moonlight hits your skin upon this beach, with no footprints come walk with me walk with me, in

Herald the age of attraction steeped in the time of deception white lies were never corrected young lives were never collected beleive me when I say that we are young- were just killing time with no gun Always taken for granted somehow we managed to

Theres no easy way around this But wont fall Nothing can change your ways And that is all They are the chosen few Getting a leg on you Its easy to wander blindly And that is all Cast a spell on Lovers Lane and let it fall Kill the Lovers and the Law

Some where out On dim lit shores I wait, I come for you Sending lights and signals from far We wait, we pine for you Glorious Audience Baptise me come witness the sea engulf me into the wild Flames of glory we rise, and kill and die from hand to hand