A Bolton man through and through,
a whites fan 'til I die...

Here I sit and write down my thoughts
and things I wish I could say...

Like a warrior on a battlefield,
I surrendered to your fate...

Today
the television in his mind...

Hungry eyes
stalk the busy playground...

And the world stood still
tonight...

Half the bed is empty,
the warmth has now gone cold...

Two cars kissed
on a lonely road...

In places far away like Baghdad and Beirut,
people scavenge like rats just to see the day...

Hey there Miss!
Now let me kick an introduction...

Slavery:
n; the cold iron chains...

A falling angel flies past Mars
lighting the sky with her crown...