The crest of sun over land, Goldenish hew of wheat, Tell me all thy secrets, Or put line in the sand. Carry yesterday's mourning, Into the tommorow of...Read more

They sink quietly in crimson Icey soul washed o'er The skin is it's prison As it sinks lower, The maws of gluttony open They laugh as sober, As a dead...Read more

O'er the purple sea, O'er the lapis mountains, Lays a golden shack, In which sits the Gem Man, with his emerald hat. His hands made of ruby, red at th...Read more

I gazed upon it's somber hue, Old hate and purple spewed, The wind raged and billowed, With glass eyes askew. No one saw the crying widow, Accept I, p...Read more