When Orthodoxy Is DestroyedWhen orthodoxy is destroyedYou have purposeNot methodical, and not determinedBut cursive and uninterrupted
My Shadow Failed To Tell MeI fell asleep todayInto eternal restI hung my shadow on the wallI saw images Dreams you can't have When you're aliveI saw the truthsAnd I saw realityWe had it all wrongWhat we expectIs nothingOnce you fall Into foreverYou begin to realizeAll too lateThat the dreams We can't haveWhile our hearts Still beatAre the ones to fear