Twin vipers coiled around a stick.
Twin vipers that can make me sick...
I live in this palace made from marble and gold,
It's huge and wonderful like a fairytale being...
Tiny little fractures.
Step by step, he walks a lonely twisted road...
Not your soul mate
Weren't brought together by Fate...
Tremble just to see the line
That tells me I am home...
I walk this path oh so many times,
i find myself lost at times, and others...
"Save me from the nothing I've become'
The day he left was the day her dreams ended...
What is life?
Is it an account...
I trace the image in my mind,
Of how it all began...
Give me a subject I can sink my teeth into.
The fresh, juicy, pulp of Fate...
Walk down this road traveled often
Growing older your resolve may soften...
My body doesn't grow in all these colors
But the mind- it keeps on pushing...