Your stolen innocence lost beyond recovery A cold ambivalence desecrates that memory A warped reality an expectation spurned Lost in banality And paradise
Like a spider spinning webs in your fetid hole You measure discontent with envy Darkness eats your soul You hatch your sordid little plots Every convert
I can see you now You're looking far away I wonder if you're dreaming of A happy future day Your body poised and still Your face composed serene The
of stone, live within until it falls Then crouched in darkness all alone Come tumbling down like plastic dolls Hide the signs of suffering, embrace your
Pacing in a gilded cage Youthful lust turns to rage You turn your fear into a need Scratch your sores until they bleed Take solace in a stranger's bed
Kneel on sacred reeds and kiss the rising sun A wild intemperate wind will rush Among the works that you've begun Set the skies aflame and dance within
Somewhere an infant cries / her parents do not stir resting under leaden skies / I wonder who they were The stolid minions come / They do as they were
Another storm is rolling through An olive branch just hit the ground I'm not sure I know what to do The Earth just screamed without a sound An iron god
The house is growing quiet, the vigil will begin A nightly visitation will surely come again And you must keep your silence, the walls are paper-thin
