My Sweet Dark Home

No,
no matters how far,
I've sailed with my thoughs

You're soaring the pain inside...

While I weep,
In every tear,
Staring at me.

Bathed in crimson seas...

And I won't
Keep looking for
Stars in this cold...

Night in which my sorrow becomes...

My sweet Dark Home.
My Love,
Broken while I...

Run,
Away from the sun.
Fate: this dust;

The ashes of love's eternal flame,

Dead by your shame,
Cursed by my blame,

Blessed to late for a filthy light,

Which sparkled in vain,
And failed in my...

Tortured soil and begs for a breath...

Within this lie.
... My skin.

LyraGothe,,