Thoughts of longing fill my days,
Flashes in the pan
Sizzling passions and aching pains,
Oh to feel the pains,

Sadness my old friend knocks again,
My brother left buried in frigid plains of shame,
Grave filled with sands of bitterness and
Whispered regrets lining his gravestone.
My brother stands resurrected,
Lazarus if the saviour didn't...