Daniel rossen

Lift, lift your head. Myth, so pristine and white with age. Walk with me, speak to me. Saint, I don't know your name. But your voice is so strong, it speaks through the glass, speaks through the...

Looking out on the end, your failures etched in fallow land. The flames leap towards the clouds and draw whispers from the croud. Return to dark again, go on put it out. It's time again for your...

Denied, a life in retreat, living on your knees. It's alright, you're still light on your feet, but you can't run from me. Another silent hour, another golden mile, another empty heart, another bitter...

With your head full of stars that crowd all you see, sing for me. With your mouth full of stones grinding your teeth, speak for me. In this big empty room, finally feel free to sing for me. If the...

Exile on the hill, gardener in the mire, digging up a swamp, he's rising from the field, a mess of gold and green, a nightmare in the mud, and there you are. Brat on borrowed ground, poser in the...