Where's there's kindness, there's goodness
And where there's goodness, there is magic
But kindness is too much a hassle for the frail hearts of today
So goodness doesn't shine on through, like the sunshine on a summer's day
So magic is forever lost in these ancient tales
Because we're all children that have wondered off their trails

But oh so seldomly there's a stranger in your path
That will calm your soul's wrath
It won't be easy
You won't be kind
But I hope the stranger soothes your mind
It won't be easy
But it might be a delight
To have someone to warm you at night

And then you'll see, oh child of mine
Your walls, that were meant to confine
Are all, but divine
So be good
Be kind
Let the stranger in
And the magic you will find.

Within the fog, a light flickering
And when it caught his eyes
The voices in his head ceased the bickering
Silence filled the scene
Reality stopped being obscene
He ran towards it, blind as a bat
No longer did he wallow where he sat
A light, the thrill, so bright, a chill
Brighter and brighter it got
What a beautiful shot ...
Mesmerizing and terryfing as looking down the edge of a big hill
He was helped by a long gone friend ... Will
Will to run, will to go into the unknown, will to go to the shimmer
With fantasies it would make life have no dimmer
Always bright, forever full ... Oh, how beautiful
He ran and ran and ran
And finally arrived at the lights source
That would forever change his life's course
It was a shinning nymph of the name of Passion
She greeted him in such a caring fashion
She was something so new, but already he knew
Home had been found, they'd forever be bound
Numbness was no longer his concubine
Passion will now his soul define

No one is ever "just tired"
Something changed in the way you were wired
Connections were severed
Consequences unmeasured
As you wondered through the alley
Side to side
No place to hide
Side to side
Lost in the tide
Side to Side
Don't let your pride subside

Softness will be the disguise
But look into my eyes
Scarlet red
I'll rise again, just like the undead
And when that moment comes
When you'll be hanging by a thread
I shall bring the scissors
And watch you bleed, as I bled

Let the coldness reign
You'll no longer feel insane
And from the seed of pain
Will grow the tree of the inhumane