What a spectacular fall from grace
a plunge into the abyss...

The words the flow smoothly onto the page
describing me...

The rage is welling up inside
they're really starting to piss me off...

Whether you call it heaven
or nirvana...

Blood is poison
air is poison...

Walking through a city of ruins
just me and my love...

Its beautiful
the rolling hills and mountain range...

We were to far away to understand
to far from the truth...

When all faith is lost
and you have nothing left to lose...

They have no leaves
nor nests for in the birds to rest...

Before everything got its start
there were only these trees...

At the foot of my bed
There stands two shadows...