Life is a diamond, a precious jewel
But it's not yours, no matter what you do...

Like the tide tugging on the bay
Platforms rise to slow the rain...

The air had an edge to it
A blade in the heart of it...

The only one that could make a difference is caged...
Chained up within their own mind...

You know I could have been a soldier
Shame I hate to see death in the eyes...

And still the wind sings
And I am left without breath...

With the hazy breath of a sun that melts even the...
So that even that is warming to the soul...

Relating to that beyond relation
To a history that proved inept...

With a retro beat playing in my soul
A drummer calling us to the tragedy of dance...

Such demonic rage and curiosity
Festering in, infecting their already infested...

The stinging wind is swept aside as each beast...
Darkness creeping in and the moon lacks the...

It's the same each and every time
Disconnect...