Of Ruins And A Red Nightfall

Life gains intensified pain
 to ascend within me once again
 Woe strikes through radiant light
 a quitus has conquered thy eyes
 the sequel of life Arising grievance rage through the eyes
 of our existence a thousand times
 The strife drawn hither as a daydream ascendancy
 In life we wither like laurel leaves in
 winterwinds
 Lurk far between
 a pale destiny
 drawn from the past
 Enclasp my wrath in the prophecy of thine
 Perchance to dream...Day of ire prithee
 behold the haven of life
 Perchance to dream...Day of ire prithee
 may daylight draw thy veils aside 
 Summon the winterwind in which I walk
 Enter the morning glades
 of a fallen deathwish
 Summon the starlight gloss in which thou rage
 Enter the mourning shades
 Call out in vain
 for thee again
 Perchance to dream you're my dancing queen
 behold the haven of life
 Perchance to dream...Day of ire prithee
 may daylight draw thy veils aside
 strike of angina
 Enthralled by the night and the shades at thy side
 star of riddance rage through the sky
 Grant me thy visions...bequeath me life
 Through times of yearning...on a path of indignity 
 No longer burning...at last this life's circuit I leave