: About Me

Eternity's Crescent Moon: I dream of night skies of fire I dream of crescent moons bathed in blood My dreams transformed to daily desire As I struggle through life's swamps of mud A foot, a leg, a waist, my head My heart lies silent and still My eyes are closed to the surrounding dead who tear at my soul to get their fill There's plenty of hate to go around There's plenty of me to be torn and taken There's nothing left to be put in the ground My body's gone, I join the forsaken Tears, I've lost the need Fears, I've lost their voice stolen by myself so my love can feed who's slowly dying by...