Adrenalin junkies such as us
Fall through cracks in the 12-fold path...

Back when animals first came
forth into this shining world...

I entered through the nave, avoiding the...
dipped my hand in the font and blessed myself...

The scents and sensibility of death were...
as the suicide's wife entered the room they had...

I disincorporated before anyone else
caught even a glimpse of a wink...

Sailing away to Sugar Hill Island,
sitting in my cabin, watching the horizon...

Beat
locked up...

My child of rage, though desperate,
is tired of running in her shoes of glass...

In the shadow of the Swallow's Nest,
the castle at the very tip of Crimea, skulks...

Nowhere have I found anything more perfect
than the perfect illusion of your love unfurled...

St. Joseph Died in His Sleep
When I was young I assumed too much...

Revisiting the past I recall the words
I spoke to you as a younger man...