Flames of Fires Fade

Dark is Light

Cold blooded hands

Warm hot blood

Bright is the night

And dark is the sun

Dry are my tears

Wet are the sands

Long is the hurting

Short is the pain

Full is my sadness

Empty my heart

Slow is the current

Fast to tear us apart

High on my misery

Low in my heights

Softly I'm falling

Hard is your touch

Shallow the ocean

Deep puddle of tears

Near is the truth

Far is now near