I just couldnt bare to watch
To see my brothers in pain...

Adams car
A mouse in the road...

Could you find Edens rose
After you smashed down its gates...

Seperate the pain into insignificant morsels of...
Withered skin turned grey from the shame...

We sit back content
Atop our pile of riches...

Im steadfastly unawares
Stunned by your beauty...

As we stand on ashen ground
Black days wear weary shoulders down...

Whilst he watches from the window
As grey clouds float overhead...

On wings of angels we fly
Hidden in clouds of innocence...

Can we believe in madness?
In this little story of insanity...

Under the weight of constant observation
Our ideals falter and we are taken...

Got so much to lose
Whilst having nothing that feels like my own...