across the floor in the hand of where we drove
the drill

a cautious ear to the mouth of your confession

think of all the things we put him through

in the face of his God would he tell the truth?

still recorded were the words that dribbled out
his kiss

when eyes go blind in this man of what could once
become

sever the limbs off his torso in sleep

and burn what remains so the world may now see

no longer...well we wait for your answers

back to the hell where you've come from

think of all the times you've once had

write them in a letter that says goodbye

you'll listen to reason while you're face down in
the dirt

you'll stomach the hurt and break for him here
just how much he's worth

slowly discarded were the remains of his lonely
youth

among the alley where the dwellers scare to
notice

picture a young boy in pieces and streets with
leveled malfunctions

no name to be called redeemer

i'll fix him restore him... with the love if no
other

think of all the things you did before

write them in a letter that says reborn

following you across the interstate walking
away...i'll fire on

on the wrong way out

on the causeway through/to neverwhere

dear my friends

in the time we spent forever after beyond this
when will our nightmare ever end?

pull the trigger and the nightmare stops...