Being a fly on the wall is so overrated;
though I wish I didn't have to find out the hard...
Our agendas were written by two different hands,
in two different languages...
A little girl holding on to the only thing that...
Her favorite doll dressed up in a Crimson color...
Hold down, metal sprocket.
My head is like a rocket ship, at a loss for fuel...
The night calling to you
As you call to me...
All alone
Dead as night...
In the dark she stands alone,
A place where she'll never be known...
Lying here on cold wet soil,
Letters turn me to termoil...
The moon was a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the...
The wind was a torrent of darkness, among the...
HEAVEN
FULL OF LIGHT...
Midnight
My heart is freezing, Im ready to kill...
They wait for then, and in the end
The lead machines will eat the men...