The Eye Of Darkness
The iris holds the colour, the truth and beauty of the soul
The pupil the darkness, held in side we mold
When there is light it shrinks allowing the soul colours to glow
But when it's in darkness devoid of light, that's when the inner darkness grows...
The pupil the darkness, held in side we mold
When there is light it shrinks allowing the soul colours to glow
But when it's in darkness devoid of light, that's when the inner darkness grows...