Delve into your mind,
that last frontier so neglected...
An Evil Wind
The storm rages, on and on...
When will we see
The blood on our hands...
Easy to say but hard
to keep from sounding like...
When i was young
i once believed...
Inside me lies a song bird
Sometimes I hear it sing...
Who do you think you are?
Claiming all your power...
They called me a loser
In a race I never ran...
I feel like I'm below the water,
Despaeratley pleading for air...
Does it mean you are weak?
Does it mean you are small...
People are strange
Are they not...
When they were born,
They were clean...