Lepidoptera

The forest dark and deep As you fall asleep Neither west or east Wizards of dust take flight Scaled wings fly towards light Chasing the false moon Textures predict disaster Colors relay beauty Eyes of no living being Looking deep in the soul I'll be what you want me to be Just as long as that isn't me Exclave to the enclave Is what I am to be I lost myself in seas of lust And rage, and fire, and ice Thoughts of becoming cold Wishing that we'd never grow old I know I had been here before The forest of tranquility Thoughts that vanished from my mind Never felt so real Watching suns explode in the sky Heavy tears land on fire dry Red eyed goddess of my cries Prisoner of eternal life Textures predict disaster Colors relay beauty Eyes of no living being Looking deep in the soul I'll be what you want me to be Just as long as that isn't me Exclave to the enclave Is what I am to be