Sometimes words can not say what the heart feels. Music can express the things that our language cannot.
Throne of grief
…in a dying essence
Crying beauty
…the fettered aura
Forgotten oceans of hope
…Betrayed a phony
Sullen laughter in unventured paradise
As one forever searching
For landscapes serene
A midst the sunset of age
With joyous masquerade…
…the summers died
