To thee thine sullen eyes
mistaken in your guise...

I Don't Want To Die:
and These are my fears...

I was born in poverty and abuse
i was dead in compassionate noose...

As I sit in the dark
i ponder the mysteries of love...

Dedicated To Charlene, and every girl I've once...
I am a ghost of the person you once knew...

The Pieces that were left never felt right...
feeling down as I look up at the night...

To Sleeping Beauty
Beneath the trees, heard wailing screams...

Walked the beach just her and me, we took it slow...
to deceive such a harlot Gothic bride, who'd...

Her grace had fallen from her days
enchanted by the dawns early ways...

I just wanted that vicarious connection
and that connection became my infection...

Decapitated heads sing a hymn,
filling the feeling felt grim...

If I could steal the stars and put them against...
wouldn't they shine forever...