Soul separation
Love abomination...

Spinning round on my fairground ride
Shifting direction with the change of the tide...

Rolling back the clouds
And the deep black shrouds...

His crooked hands are holding up my head
He’s still hoping he’s dreaming...

She walked about the garden
She felt the grass between her toes...

My heart is twisted
My eyes are blind...

The bubble has burst
Can’t quench my thirst...

The gaping wound hurt me so much
But now I miss the pain...

Stranded and left alone for rot
Constantly reminded of everything i'm not...

The suffering of denies that burnt through my soul
Shoot down my heart from whence that bird comes...

You know what!? I feel good. Life tastes good...
I feel very philosophical and underestimated...

The sun washes in, shows me the holes in the sky
The stone casts unearthly shadows...