The beasts who feed upon dead flesh,
Are no different to those in suits...

Words used to be his friend
With them he could do anything...

I took you all at around 12 to 13 years of age...
Spinning in circles upon the water. Yet things...

Every scar I carry,
Reminds me of a war...

My daughter thinks I'm stupid
that I don't know my A,B,C...

Bring me forth the fire,
For it is something that I yearn...

Our world is getting smaller,
Religion and creed becoming one...

Bring me forth the fire,
Then watch me wash it all away...

A pure coincidence of chance
To be sat there in that room...

A god for every action
A god for every deed...

Good morning pretty little lady,
I guess about now you rub your eyes...

I have seen my dreams and aspirations fail.
I've seen my hopes dashed on the rocks...