A sore, scruffy, and dirty old man,
Who comes home every night with his tool box in...

Where Thunder Rolls
To ride the thunder marks a man...

I pulled back my Beard
Walked through the door...

When the rain falls
So do the tears...

Falling from heaven down to hell
Kills the angel more than anyone can tell...

The angel of darkness sores above me
Like a cloud that never goes away...

I have finally risen
My wings have formed...

Beaten and bruised
broken and shattered...

Before you....
uncertainty sucks...

Even though we know this is a great place
Not everything we love can exist...

The pager goes off
here it comes...

I love u so much
i know u care...