CAMELOT FANTASIES

CAST SOULS

Cast thru, my souls ov sins.
My loneliness, Once again begins.
Creeping in, from the darkness.
That is, being held from within.
Luv fondles, the madness ov the insane.
Set upon the sleeve, Ov this darkest day.
That lonely heart, is ov the soul.
Visually to impede the role, this mind is then to start.
Casting ov this light, no longer dark is this night.