BIObefore the dark the light draws near the voice of heaven in my ear of angels of all kind, the way they look and feel as they rape my mind.
years i gain the older i get, stifling my existance with art the only way to vent anger becomes rage rage into fear agonizing screams soul searching me from the inside out. depressed of whats to come, distant and present the moons sets high, staining my life with nothing but lies, my body numb with senses, freeing my eyes the fate of the masses to stop the worlds use, in my heart they live, the world of the Muse.