Feeding from my soul since that sunset, That inflamed deceitful orange... Feeding from my soul since that sunset, That inflamed deceitful orange...

The past is flashing its scorching light beams, Tearing me apart, breaking me at seams The past is flashing its scorching light beams, Tearing me apart, breaking me at...

Not all monsters Look like one Not all monsters Look like one

The cancer, Took of my dreams and turned them into a nightmare. The cancer, Took of my dreams and turned them into a nightmare.

I see the destruction of the submarine of life as a helpless captain. I see the destruction of the submarine of life as a helpless captain.

The poem is about the voices of two souls that reside across the poles the death and birth. The poem is about the voices of two souls that reside across the poles the death...