there is no enemy
and everything will fade away one day and your best friends will lose themselves in the crowd
and when you find them again
they will have seen and sown a different sun
and find they love a different one
a different sun
and a different moon
carries the melody the tune
the truth about this egg shaped dome the power holds and the demigod folds for a reformed new role
that drapes you in red velvet on that Halloween floor
and lost love will hurt you to the very core
but love found and not pursued may **** you
and your soul is only your body's essence
like the thought of a desk
or the idea of a day of the week
we will fill the woods with our age old shrieks
and sighs and he can't deny
he only wanted to feel my cold blood and the curves of my sides
in his hands instead of starting a band not to share deep thoughts on the litter strewn sidewalk

ultimately I feel I am lost