Eragon

I‘m the dark in need of light
The art of being tight
In mirrors we‘ll lose our fight
Climb along my eyes
To unimaginary heights

You‘re the wind of beautiness
In you‘re breath so less
All kinds of my emptyness
Sings your love without dress

I‘m a thought in a dream
A vocal in your team
My soul shall be the ice
In your cream

You‘re the murder in my case
Smoking my purpel haze