"Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide wide sea!
And never a saint took pity on
My soul in agony"
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
As I walk your fabled footprints
Seeing the shadows you leave behind
Ambers marking the vile detachment
Shining in the morning light
Your dreams� tortured dreams resound
In fear of the place where they are bound
Your placid eyes remain a pool
A pond of wonder so pure
Dreams are falling, falling with strength
Falling to the ashes care
Dreams of violence tainted silence
Spraying wildly in the air
Batter me
Batter me
Still my instincts are sound
Batter me
Batter me
Driving my hands to the ground
How I long the light
How I long to kill
How I�d taste your blood
If only I could feel
Dreams are falling, falling with strength
Falling to the ashes care
Dreams of violence tainted silence
Spraying wildly in the air
Your dreams� tortured dreams resound
In fear of the place where they are bound
Your placid eyes remain a pool
A pond of wonder so pure
Dreams are falling torn of mercy
Thriving on my voided drive
Screaming in my sleep I�m sobered
Morning comes but knows not why
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