Sunflowers

Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones and I will try to fix you.

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white

Just our hands clasped so tight

Waiting for the hint of a spark

If Heaven and Hell decide

That they both are satisfied

Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you

When your soul embarks

Then I’ll follow you into the dark

yep.

And falling is just another way to fly.

Emilie Autumn

(Source: julie911)