The darkest summer

the darkest summer has passed on us

left the curtains hanging on thin air

good will never saved a young child

or never has it covered what was bare

i will fight until the end of time

i have traveled the wormholes of emotion

my throne is made of the darkest nights

and out of my tears i made an ocean

that will drown all of them

and it will crown all of my fears

the beasts that made me

and the longest haunting years

i remember staring up at the ceiling

so far away in another world

that's where i wanted to live

in endless oblivion, hid and hurled

should the stars always be so appealing?

should my insights always be so absurd?

i hid my thoughts and my visions

i burned a book but i kept a word

when the jungle sleeps i sleep

and when the howling wind calms down

hissing snakes never woke me up

miles of atrocities never kept a queen from her crown