“Flashing Light”
I’m tempted to fly into the sanctity of this night absent of all fright.
Just let go and punch the accelerator to the floor. Test that theory about this vehicle‘s capability of achieving a speed of 160 miles per hour. Cut loose and open full throttle and jettison into the pitch black open highway and roll the dice or my car this night.
“Blood Tales”
The memories have been sneaking up on me, trying to push me off the rail.
The crimson splendor running down my shoulder is how my soul will silently wail.
Here I am beneath the moon; her beauty soothes me with her light so pale.
She witnessed your guile and how you conspired when you perceived my heart was frail.
“The Wild One”
Wisdom and the purity of youth radiate and burn behind the dark gaze;
distant yet piercing, the eyes forever to burn in your memory.
And the music is like a feather from the wings of the soul.
