Hell owe'd from the abyss as she cried.
A patron of evil and kind, he smiled in vain.
Far from the bottomless pit, upon that they began.
War idea'd less then a body, within that gold springs about.
Peace journey'd more, but that which kept close saw distance.
Is that a crime of beauty, say is it so...
With good and evil as whereabouts.
The lull eye'd buy, as the ear's heard a smile.
A mile away she sat down.
From the road of temptations as they drowned in silence.
Voices talking about talking, in this strange oblivion.
As the day turned to night, a true heart never laughed.
Liers by nature, with a crossing path allways close.
Who knew friendship as enemy.
Its to good to be true, but emotions as such see it through.
They walk you beside it, eternity.
They make you forget and remember, infinte stars.
Say is it so...