...Curiosity lit the fire
Opening the chest
unleashing the chaos
Shutting the good
Pull the trigger
and everybody
panics
There's no one to blame
but the society who made it
We burn and let it burn
for there's no tomorrow
only today made
by yesterday
Sun's never cried
but you can hear it weep
Feel the tears
filled with fear
Taint the skies
Paint it flowing red
Ravage everything
Do nothing and leave the spoils
to the crows
They'll finish everything
till we're
finished...

...She speaks in the cold
a naked warmth
Burning cloak
of cold fires
through dark shadows
emanating from beneath
Heaven is a long journey
that winds up
within the path of hell
and maybe
endless
Maybe we won't find it
There is no easy way
but to swallow each thorn
to bleed us dry
Words were not made by
rainbows and colorful skies
but of burden
that ironically saves us...
Would we deny it?
Yes
we always have...