I need to be cleanly
I want to be free...

Another mans silver Lining
Is another mans cloud...

Midnight is the time
Happy new year sings the angels...

I lie here
Forgotten by everyone...

No more glass
Through which we view...

I'm laughing, are you serious?
You don't have the conviction to be with us...

Mourning the death of spiders
In a mausoleum made of maggots...

Merrily sings
Of macabre things...

Hiding in a night
Cracked like glass...

Tears of blood, Dying Laughter
The good all die, end of chapter...

Secrecy blinds us from the truth
In angels eyes...

Soring on the wings of an angel
I mused to myself...