Kyra Katerina Kerosna

﻿Silent Monsters: 


Follow me down to the gates of Babylon
Follow me down the path of red
Follow me down to the home of   havoc
Where silent monsters are fed

Paint the stars with red ribbons of passion
Break free the strings of man's ill fate
Drink merrily from the golden cup fashioned
From the skin of the beast of hate
 
With jagged teeth
And a martyr's grin
A monster with a smile
To eat your sin
Open the wound to rub it in
The blood that flows inside of us
Was never really kin
 
Tell me now if you think you are saved
Tell me if you care
The winding sickness in your path
Was never really there
 
Forgive me for my sickness
Loathe me for my will
Hate me for the sick and blind
And for my Timeless Ill.


© Keisha Manuel

(I created this channel since I have so many interests I want to share with the world. 

I figured why limit my channel to one type of project? You never know what  may inspire the masses.)

~Le aunce te nonc Femantè amna ce la corum morande corende~