Thieves -

Seconds, it all ended

A rope tied the heart

Fallen in a lost moment

Bound in the burning card

Missing pieces come together

Patterns will fill the dreary minds

Instant sadness kills the day

Freezing madness stills the way

Leaving conscious, euphoria

Drowning faster, cold disarray

Feeble minded, thieving light

In disguise I flee the night

Still you rest in my mind

I’m waiting for you to arrive