THRILL KILLERS

Embraced in sorrow and in sequence with me

A shaking hand through the darkness will lead

A thrill a minute makes the hours seem so bored

We are permanent or nevermore

Shall I whisper golden tales of brightness to you

Or embrace the murder that you choose?

Half hearted efforts are the full I’ve ever see

Lush worlds of fantasy just fade between the trees

Forever entombed in sadness where I want to be

Without you, you without me

Lyrics by L. Poems  copyright 1996, all rights reserved