| And as the white rabbit of my lost innocence places my crown of thorns upon my head I am now queen of the dirt I rot in | 
| True, i hold a fear, To be rendered powerless to the wolf and be devoured in all my innocence | 
| On the path, wooed off the road by wolf's charms, promised a dance in the lillies, true to his word, a dance left a river red. | 
| My Still Disturbance Behind Misleading Composure | 
| Trickles a shade i deny to see, My sins are blushing | 
| In the end, i guess i had to fall | 
| Balancing on the tight rope, Tempted to be pulled back to the mainstream of life | 
| When they wondered about me - They were right to wonder | 
| And as i sat in darkness, | 
| Loneliness may get lonely, But my obsession will keep me company |