Soon I Will Wake To Cavalcades Parading Through My Room
Flying Flags And Signs That Say


?fear And Confusion, This Haunting Conclusion,
Will Begin To Swallow Everything That You Are.
Just Don't Think So Hard.?


We Are The Same Fragile Frames
Of Flesh And Bone

Of Blood And Teeth
All Born And Bound To Misery
We Are All The Same

We Just Carry Different Names

And The Agony Of The World Grows In Our Bodies

Like A Painful Pearl
And It We Can Not Purge
It Always Remains

It's Always Changing It's Face With Age

This Marks My Mind

It Presses Down On Me
It Marks My Mind
Like A Fallen Leaf Left In Fresh Concrete