Crimson vision and seething rage,
Blood-tinted memories, and emotionally caged...

Tranquility means to me,
absolute frenzy...

The temperature rises,
The midday sun blazes...

Creaks...wind howls,
Lightning crashes, hooting owls...

Drugs and alcohol, that's what I strive for,
Some days, I forget to eat...

Staring out a window,
I remember a lifetime ago...

I'm a creative mastermind,
Working as if blind...

Happy days,
Wondrous praise...

What are you doing here?
You don't belong...

1st Verse:
Carrying the wind with me, of a more elegant time...

I have competed,
And I have strained...

Journey with me,
Child of misery...