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I find myself here on high; way about the midnight sky.

In a desolate corner small and bleak, my heart so yearns and feels so weak.

Cold and uncovered my heart beats still, nothing to want; to need it has no will.

You see I have been thrown to the storms, to dwell in the space of all endless emptiness.

To shadow the sun and make no prints, for love in my way it doesn’t hint.

No remarkable transformation of feelings so bold, all but death can take me from this withering cold.



A million in one and a thousand in more, this star now lit no longer shines.

You see all who know and have seen, can take shots at this heart that does not gleam.

A sky full and beautiful is where I live, but alone to travel is how ill die.

Full of dimension and glimmer, for all who surround me do shimmer.

But many miles separate these from where I am, all this and more take me away from where I belong.



Hatred and unkindness are mine enemies; loathing and fear are my parents

No soul to bare, no love to give; alone in the dark I am to live.

I see brightness and all that is beauty, I feel light from the warmth of stars and all holy.

I find myself alone and confused, with no caring no truth and all hate.

For to live as that lonely star way about the midnight sky, within the reach of love but always denied.

I find no life and the death I live; I see no freedom within the walls that hold me.

A million in one and a thousand in more, my light has fallen to be no more.



A death it seeks, a trembling so strong, for without life it would no longer do no wrong.

To fade away and go unseen, to make no noise and bother nobody.

Many times these are the wishes of a star with no shine, to fall from way about the midnight sky.

Here on earth as I am in heaven, my heart, my soul, my love all in question.

I have none, I need none, I want none no more.

For a million in one and a thousand in more, take this soul this life I do implore.