Visions - Chrome Ghost

Sickness

Floating

In the eye

Of all men

Fallen

Tears in the well

Poison

The crumbling earth

Rose in bloom

Thorned red and gold

Baby’s breath

Like cancer, grows

Fading

Light casts a glow

Over

My face alone

When I go

Bury me slowly

When I go

Bury me slowly

Visions