Hiveship - Invidious

Hiveship

REMEMBER STEVE THE WRAITH

A Wraith,o just perfection
Tall and slender
A touch ,soft and tender
Allows no rejection

Hair of moonlight silver
Eyes that see right trough you
A smile can make you shiver

The enemy kept him in darkness
Cold and cruel they watched
His silvery light just fade away

So many now are mourning
For the Wraith with hair of silver
Is the one they need to find