Crippled

When the clouds turn grey, as the water fills with a sour thirst

My faith grows stronger for a star to land by my feet

Precise visions of my dreams crawling on a mystical road that I dare to defer

but only seek the face of beauty a mirror could not bestow in my mind

A kiss form a stolen heart of a sinner who deserve a laugh of the devil

only to cry for a save of an Angel I onced abused with a ring I never gave..

My story is crippled by lust but still hope to walk again with love