tired of dull ages i walk the same ground collecting the tragedies still hollow ambitions in a hollow mind carried my cross to the hill and how i lust for the dance and the fire deep of the nectarine sunset to drink spill me the wind and its fire to steal of the colors i m the moonshield shattered hope became my guide and grief and pain my friends a brother pact in a blood ink pen declared my silent end naked and dying under worlds of silent stone reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone naked and dying under worlds of silent stone reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone how i lust for the dance and the fire deep of the nectarine sunset to drink spill me the wind and its fire to steal of the colors  i am i am i am i m the moonshield