Gargoyle
Sitting on this cathedral spire...
It keeps them alive,
It flows within them...
The mountain of truth,
Shadowed by the mountain of lies...
Years have passed and the road is still the same
Little girls run away... They remember your name...
As I watch the snow fall
And crash against the cold wall...
Flip sides of a coin
Cheshire cat grin...
Through the mist, dodging shadows
It advances quickly...
Peaceful thoughts, slip into her mind,
As she looks around, remembering, for one last...
She's lurking around her world,
Finding nothing but shattered glass...
Cold heart, addled brain
Oh woe begotten days of old...
The bleach falls to the ground
Spilling free, cleaning dirt...
She runs away
She's trying to get away...