angels and dust baby…Do you feel as I do? / My brothers and sisters? / Deviants and mutants and freaks and angels? – does it move you like this. / Like &#…
At the bottom of the sea, please forget about me…Was it the alcohol? / Working your vocal chords / like a hand puppet, / reaching from your screaming liver / up to your screaming desire / …
The Huntsman And The Beating Heart…He found her there under timeless stars / Amongst the trees and the sounds of cicadas singing
The Universe…The ability to create / A world where evil falls / in it’s quest for victims
The Truth…No one is allowed to know what I am thinking. / Because I’m afraid.
Time was I stood where thou stands now…A voice heard through the night sung soft and low / Fair warning of a funeral and a loss; / Slow-taken steps are heavy and hollow / A soul …
