harmonic_flamed_obscurity aM i DiStUrBeD? The night takes centre stage, Encompassing this day and age. Until I can think of nothing more, The heart of this world, hardness and gore. Tonight I relish the thought of the end, A few fleeting minutes we all can pretend, That nothing has changed and everything's fine, Where the past and forgetfulness, hopeless, entwine. The blackness overcoming everyone's fear, The sadness at once relinquishing tears. We have no problems; the world is at peace, Joining together, as a whole we decrease. Your souls and your eyes alight by the fire, The past remembering, the future aspires, To become more than was ever achieved before, To quicken the pace - up the score. To relinquish the thoughts of a night spent with you, The light of myself a beacon of truth, That I can make fire and sparks on my own, By the light of the moon the world seems atoned. 041105 what's it to you? who go blather from