Lepidoptera

The forest dark and deep
As you fall asleep
Neither west or east

Wizards of dust take flight
Scaled wings fly towards light
Chasing the false moon

Textures predict disaster
Colors relay beauty
Eyes of no living being
Looking deep in the soul

I'll be what you want me to be
Just as long as that isn't me

Exclave to the enclave
Is what I am to be

Lost myself in seas of lust
And rage, and fire, and ice
Thoughts of becoming cold
Wishing that we'd never grow old

I know I had been here before
The forest of tranquility
Thoughts that vanished from my mind
Never felt so real

Watching suns explode in the sky
Heavy tears land on fire dry
Red eyed goddess of my cries
Prisoner of eternal life

Textures predict disaster
Colors relay beauty
Eyes of no living being
Looking deep in the soul

I'll be what you want me to be
Just as long as that isn't me

Exclave to the enclave
Is what I am to be