Flowing through the corridors
An inky black water of spite
Flowing now like a dearth torrent
The flood of scorn that is so rife
The absence of all love and compassion
Pervades my earliest memories
The monolith of constant trauma
The lurid gloom weighs on me
The torment within me
Who'll be the one to witness?
This torrent within me
You'll be the one to witness
Deeper down in this lake of grief
The dam has broken in my mind
The shores of joy littered with ordure
Detritus blighting better times
Controlled completely by this inner angst
That should have sloughed in my teens
Both feet now placed firmly in middle age
I foment this rage too freely
The torment within me
Who'll be the one to witness?
This torrent within me
You'll be the one to witness
She waits for her prince to come
She pledged herself before no other
Haunting her face, the memory - the ghost of a smile
She pledged herself before no other man
And I could not be that man but for a little while
The majestic flair of my geminic side
It flirts with the day and beds with the night
Draws with the left and frets with the right
Daylight my lover and darkness my bride
The pathetic flaw of the geminic breed
Always to want and never to need
Always to hunt and never to feed
Always longing...
Flowing through the corridors
Why can't you want me for me?
An inky black water of spite
Why can't you want me for me?
Flowing down just like a dearth torrent
Why can't you want me for me?
The flood of scorn that is so rife
Why can't you want me for me?
The torment within me
Who'll be the one to witness?
This torrent within me
You'll be the one to witness