Cold Man (Try)
Feelings to pierce me like a dart,
and crack my icy shell,
Travel with intentions unspoken,
Passing by minds seen unopen.
Secrets I will never tell.
In this battle I'll have never fell.
Curse me in a wishing well.
Times are changing, our blood is staining.
This green grass could almost be hell.
I wish I could have seen your soul to sell.
We could relive old times and connect with a failing spell.
While the darkness consumes me as you try to yell...
Yet I'll travel forwards, too far gone.
I know not where you are...
In astral prisms which reflect portals to sacred fissions
You most likely travel to in full knowledge in missions.
I hope my voice among yours one day you can again hear as an addition.
The unseen heart cracks and fades away.
In a signifying ending marking ignition.