Midnight Rider
Midnight calling darkness sprawling waves beat against the shores of time.
Keepers wait as the waters rec ede the keepers of the tide.
Emblems left upon the sand
no further will they climb.
Midnight rider sole provider
left to draw the siqns.
The stifled cries of a lonely existence makes way for the lonesome ride
Back to the womb a void remembrance and thoughts of a better time.
When Synapses Go Bad 