Testo Winter Tears

Dews of serenity, sleep through plains of tranquility
Umbras engraved, in an embryonic stare
Rhymes of innocent melody wail in a silent harmony
Immersed all alone in the despondent air

A velvet lush stains this prosaic imagery
Candles of passion that kindle with delight
Erotic reminiscent sweat with fragrant obscurity The scent of lust procreates a mystic rite

All love is lost, a forlorn ending
Predicaments betray the prophetic seers
Condescation of fate, a mirror of disparity
Valleys of sadness flood in