I see black smoke,
By the end of this November...

I've had enough of your pretending,
So drop the act and start living...

I got six thousand reasons,
For going to sleep...

Angel,
You're the one for me...

The only way i am truly at peace is when i watch...
dark, thick, warm & flowing, even gushing...

I used to think I had it all,
Although that's what I recall...

Rode along,
with seven horses of despair...

Space,
empty space...

The days that never pass,
Always seem better with you...

I wonder how it feels,
To meet myself...

The meaning of life,
Is so elusive...

I know who you are,
Commanding legions of hatred...