There is one thing inside me,.
Feel the creative nature of this disease,.

It is all that resides inside,.
Keeping my spirit entangled in a wolf's hide,.

There was something I saw in you the other day,.
What it was, I cannot remember, I cannot say,.

But it faded with the morning star,.
Where you were standing looking at your scar,.

In the darkest of night I erected a kingdom,.
I thought it would allow us freedom,.

Yet deep inside a virus molds onto our spines,.
We look for a cure, yet there is nothing to find.,

If there was a way to correct all of this,.
I would just prefer to stay in ignorant bliss.,.,.,.,.,.,.,