Media and common sense
An influence far too immense...

A sickening smash
Resounds through the room...

The flakes fall down
Around outside...

How awesome are you Lord
That you could create me...

We all cry out for just one thing:
Comfort and leisure...

Where is love now
Now that I need it most...

As all lie down and rest their heads,
As children climb into their beds...

They suffer, die,
Kill, and steal...

Darkness is dwelling inside of my soul
Pierced by faint moonlight...

Life is music,
With so many styles and personalities...

You smiled at me
And held my hand...

I wait for you
To enter once more...