Today! I am powerful
the world is in my teeth...

Lord of the burning flowers,
Sparks in the dark sky...

But where shall I turn when they say it's my...
I've only my bloodline to blame...

Let me slough you open and let me see,
what the storm of dust you are made of me...

What's the beauty of the setting sun?
The colours although the night has come...

Self-abortive, psychoactive,
broken lyrical machine...

With venomous lies,
Under rosemary skies...

Others live in the past yet I
do not feel my time has come yet...

(Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,)
In the whims of fate I do now trust...

And a bled heart screaming,
Remember! Remember...

His life is a mirror, the mirror is stained.
He thinks he knew what they meant this time...

Lost connection,
Grey flesh, concrete...