So terrifying an aphrodisiac, one I had never hoped for, always fleeing from. A cure that will never fulfill, a wound that could never forget.

A ritual so ancient, none can vanquish. Have all the power in the world, but cower as time prevails her ascent.

A burden never deserting, she settles my torn fragments. "The truth will set you free" she says, "and you shall make amends". But fear is on my side tonight. And despair shall be my knave.

With silken whispers and a dewy repose, she consoles me, repairs me. You will be forgiven, you can live beyond this, she implanted. Time heals all.

She spun me a vial of utmost desire, of extreme longing. She tells me a time when this has passed. A hurdle I need just to leap, a path I need not fork.

Dazed, I heard her echo a poem of my invention, a reminder of who I repelled. Of cowardice and self appointed bravado; Then of isolation and selfishness

"You magnificent beast! You unsung crusader!" She cried, "what will you take from this? How long will you seek a pointless ruin, when all you need is shout upon the skies?!"

"Tell me your story, tell me your pains, speak until you can not, could not, and then some more"

another Reg & the Tormentors song that isn't finished yet...but it's practice tonight so maybe it will get finished tonight

Can you imagine the uproar if they weren't ???........The drums have taken over.....what can i say!!.....what to try first?...I know I'll try a drum solo!!...Why Not?.....Watch out Ginger :dance4: