A snap of a finger
A whistle of a bird...

The young boy stood in a field
A field full of flowers of all colours...

Hello there, I'll be you waitress
And I'll be serving you tonight...

Cloud of black, and skies of grey
Clockwork City is back to play...

Sometimes I want to cry
In knowing what I do...

As a child, I was naive
Way back then, I did beleive...

Let us live on
Let us survive...

Today I cut myself
To see if I can feel...

I am Church, as you might have guessed. and a very...

The clock is ticking
Grears are clicking...

Pristine fanes under our great emprean
Sinister saint acroliths, not so commonly seen...

I broke mommy's vase
She got really sad...