Janus, light my way?
Sorry, no man has a prettier plan
Few and callous, we dote the dread of a shade
Taken to extremes, and the voice of a merry can...

This child of ours...
Has a unity in the profile, of an obnoxious enough
Rainbow, long way down for a serpentine powers
Seriously, is a wager with the devil, a silence which is tough?

The joke of paradise and its best pair of shoes
What is a proper place for a pace of poison
When the moon skips the light fantastic, for younger would...
Add the courage and marry the fury, of another reason...

We bury the hatchet of a claim in the mud
A **** world to find and fear, a wholly different panic
Risks and fickle charge, of a considered could
Are we an assassin of yore, we think we are when sincerity tragic...

Shapes a destiny, with talc
The instinct to cure, the words of redemption, so profound
A quiet hat, of resolve to sing the praises of costs for salt
That seem to collect a moon's answer, a hiss found by the sound

Has the world eaten your toe...?
Here is the dead, and referred to...?
With a smile so broad, some manage to spare the woe...?
Such is luck, when the pluck of wishes comes to you...?

Like a use and abuse, the dream of baring how?
With the patience of a season of trauma, we seek the misery
Of an angel's habit, is a soldier's smoke, to live well with thou?
Noticing your embarrassed lips, are we your death in history?