Silver rain falls from the skies; As godless children, dancing and weeping together in tragic harmony.
No loss as great as this, To have fallen short, and displeased creation. TO have fallen behind, the eye and mind of God. Letting the heart escape persecution; in darkend whirling decent, to the bottem of consciousness. In black pitch, dancing and twirling, spiraling into the ground. So consumed by this hostility, and the self destructive logic; that has been given so freely until this day. Time runs through it all, untouced and unsettled. Undisputed anger, poisoning the innocent mind; destroying gardens of beauty and delight. Spreading the seed of deciet inside of it all. Building cities of death and ruin; bringing pain and insolance. Our world, our pain, our child; I appologize for this.