Locked behind asylum doors, is a young boy with a gift.
A Vampire, Seer of black roses.
A a child of the mist.
Outcasted for being different, He looks for a window out.
A way to escape the prison walls.
To escape this world of doubt.
"Oh, Dark roses, enclose this building in thorns!" he beggs, "And set me free to the Renessance."
Come morning light, he shall find a way.
Escape to see the light of day, and forever be praised for his hardships and bravery.
To get through a life of sorrow to a world of hope and freedom.
To get to a safer place.
Now everyone can tell who he is by the smile on his face.