Your wicked ways were a Melting the way of time
Rationally the thank's goes to All of you
Biterness is a wellfare Compared to...
The way I would have had my Revenge for two
Before the after of confusion Lies broken to me
After the never, I'll be what you Wanted from me
Getting better from monsters Underneath...
The Surface... that doesn't Move from earthquakey
Bloom all that turns the outside Cold
We heal inside but the time is Gone
The solitary mourning brood
After all there's always Something to...
To sail the ships to the distant Shores
Your loving instinct makes it Slow
Blue, all that has inside the cold
The heart never stopped after Beating old