Seems to be the foulest on Earth
Yet the sun skims the sky...

They're satin in my fingers
Velvet to my touch...

How can I break my eyes from their enchantment?
I know no longer what curse is upon them...

Charred, burnt and broken
Floating on the wings of another broken dream...

I'm at the bottom
There may be a broken ladder...

Are we still here?
Am I alone...

A long echo in the silent night
A caw from a jet black crow...

Gravity keeps on calling me home
It's a blackout while I'm standing, basking in...

A thousand miles of upward streams
Eternities searching melancholy dreams...

My hands have found a pen again
My heart prepares to spill...

Your laugh's hiding fear and anger and anxiety
Filled with the flaws of this hypocrite society...

A smile slips across his face as he eyes his goal
A wicked temptation, always there...