Come back to me, the empty space you’ve made is sen… The life that vanished created a s… Let the heartstrings tug you back… Let your soul dive head-first

The taste of boredom, feeling rott… My sorrow, drenched in nasty yello… Leaks from my pores—a bloody yello… Spinning around the corner My storm cloud, a pretty pink—

The rows and pews, the uproar of p… Saint’s can’t tame Hold your hands, pray for the one… The symbol of beauty– of grace and… Let the veil lift from damaged eye…

Standing naked above the stage Staring at wounds of hurt They know Voicing things no one else dare do A Viking in the making

The trenches are alive– the soldie… Ones of hope, others of despair Lifting spirits through the sounds… Among hushed crowds, Children play,

As you palm your way through my mo… The little buds of life fall from… Slithering—figure-skating Triple 8's The sensual feelings we catch betw…

When you chose to lay your weapon… I was baffled; we had fought for what’s felt like… Killing our brothers—like savages rabid with a contagious disease

At this time, at this moment When the rollercoaster has reached… As you hold my hand, we watch with… Being that the world below us mold… From the people to the ants

Hearing your voice is like a timel… a sound so pure and untainted by t… The road you took has led you to g… A place I have yet to reach There is no one here to fill that…