Blue Gallery

The Rain I fear

Kills again we

Sacrificed

The ways of time

There is a ghostly morgue

Painted the day

A haunting cast of Moon

I got us flowers for my second doom

I fear white ghosts like me

In the tiding's October

I paint myself like

All sky

Die

Into the blue

Someone has to die

I’m already dead

Deep

In October

Fear all those nights of pain

My soul, is it dying

Break my wings (or drink my wieners?)

I’ve lost it all

Into the blue

Someone has to die

I’m already dead

Deep

In October

Fear all those nights of pain

My soul, is it dying

Break my wings

I’ve lost it all