with golden-feathered wings, you will ascend. The tragedy of such a day as this has burned its place in my peaceful mind forever. And I beheld your star
This skin is a mirror, The eyes hover with ignorance, Hell throb from your lips, Sucked in and safe from the world of sleep. All years caring for a liar
And the love from a father Was used by a father's son And the pride of a mother Drawn close in a mother's son And the love from a father Was used by
like a lace eye with you through thick and thin Raw humor, face pie to a frickin chin New York'n, a hell of a finer town Choose your words wisely from
