Awash in a sea of songless kids
Drifting aimlessly along their grey
Adrift in mists of silent thought
Vamped and vilified by fears of the dark

Liquified mind dreams only metaphor
Solidified iris calibrated by the past
Measures only what could have been
What could ha

Damning eyes, infected lips
A rotting heart, a weary grip
Frail and ill, diminished will
Weeping Wound, personal hell

His eyes roll back dead to view the silver sky
And reflect up the sordid grim lie
Inner empire fell in the blink of an eye
Delievered with a grin th

Feebly she fights to distinguish her name
To shroud what she turned out to be
A thin veil of jargon and insolence
And the fool is fooled again
Never will clarity bless her sight
We give the attention for which we are cursed
Still she whore herself for the glass eyes of th

Reek seeps through the window
Breathe, soon the night will fall
Creep 'cross the floor like a shadow
Weep, it's the least you deserve
Whisper, whisper on the air
Assist her as the fabric starts to tear

I am the last of a dying breed
I've seen my allies to the mirage

We abandon clemancy
Embracing our malevolence
Only when the birds lie dead
Will a smile return to this face

Trust given to you is ever misplaced
I perceive the negative in your parlance
I'd rather your silence to your counsel
I'd favour your absence to your pity