Float away with me Above the trees Over the mountains So we can dream About what Destiny has planned For us Through the years       Photography by: Aaron Burden


Sleep on my dream and You’ll wake up during my reign.  


Raining upon them terror Pouring onto them pain Festering on their conflicted mind Infecting you with doubt Diseasing you with worry You twisted your face towards her depravity So, look into her abyss And get lost in her emptiness She is a void Chasing away your dreams Reaping upon you nightmares

B.S. Degree

Two thousand nine hundred and twenty days That’s how long it to you to get to that chair That chair in the gym usually commandeered for Basketball Games Or that auditorium mostly occupied for concerts by whichever pop princess comes to town Two thousand nine hundred and twenty days You rose before the sun Wolfed…