Dearest Anarchy, beloved soul that you are, teach me to fish in Hades. Remind me of the lie covered truths and broken-hearted songs that bite. Let me tell you that I crave your voice the way i long to hate the ones who know no other way than to hate. Oh Anarchy, you intrinsic soul, take me through the fire, show me what darkness really is and teach me to fish in Hades for it seems there is no other way.

He searched for enlightenment,
obsessing over the cosmic refreshment,
only to find a girl who cannot lie,
never sleeps, and always sighs.

I know I wasn't his goal at all,
so Anarchy dear, teach me how to fall -
for something, someone, anything, anyone
other than his love, to replace my dying sun.