All i ever planned on was happy
the only thing i wanted to to was take your breath...

Trapped in a world of darkness
caught in this prison of life...

I step up to my house
And open the door...

As silent as the rain that falls form your eyes
Like the liquid air dissolves the words...

The basic faceless backstage mob hides
behind intimate antiquities of masked martyrs...

I sat in the dark
And shed a tear...

Eyes filled with terror
Streets filled with tears...

Will you call him for me
tell him i died...

Trapped in panic and despair
Depressed from never seeing their children...

Copy and pasted statements have no grounds
when they're coming from your blistered lips...

Running upstream, past tigers and comets
through locked rooms and rivers, fields and ruins...

Wheres the heaven in this hell
wheres the freedom from this cell...