The wasted bark is his only support
The silver reflecting the moon...

The joy of the morning
Darkness it’s scorning...

Hey where are you going?
You were here but a minute ago...

Take care my friend
Though they’re crushing you...

Death is waiting for me
It’s just around the corner...

I don’t know what the world has for me
But I knew what it had taken...

From the fires of the future he was made
And the evils of his friends now his slaves...

I don’t know you
I don’t want you...

Rip me apart; make sure you sew me back up
I’ll believe I’m complete and...

The things you said are hurting and you know
The times you loved me seem so long ago...

My tie is skewed, my shirt is out
Strutting around, messing about...

Around the winter’s merry mime
After the rush of autumn time...