Apollo, Lord of light blinding light
Broken heart, Noble start
And deid from the darkness of his eyes
Deadly desire, worshiped like man and fire
Bring me back to where I remember
Back to November, or December
And let my Memories fly
For I cannot see them anymore.
Not my favorite of pictures I must say. Yes I wrote that,
you can see it on Blackhoof's bio, it's like his theme poem
I guess you could say.
