I'm the dark cloud behind the poets
That nameless name nobody knows...

Tongues can spray bullets
Packed full of hate...

There's monsters in my closet
And underneath my bed...

It's two individual words
That form a compound...

Words are precious as air
We breath them out...

The season has come
To sing lullabies...

Your Smile; Your Smile
So bright and sweet...

One day those broken skies
Dripped raindrops from their eyes...

My eyes sweat with exhaustion
I'm battered and badly bruised...

It's the reason the World goes around,
And why smiles are no longer frowns...

They say time is the travels of the Sun
As it makes it's rounds through outer space...

If I could I'd steal your final breath
Watch you just lay there and die...