As birds scream from their syrinx
And my cape falls, falls, falls
Damn termites eating away my damned wooden heart
As my angel tears away at my life
Grimingly, - laughing, - rejecting the desires of my cornered soul
Oh how mean my angel is to me
I'm dying to be a creature of beauty
Never again are my ideas to be shunned
LEAVE ME
I'm falling
Falling with my cape...
falling nicely along side slaughtered birds
I'm no hero, this is no game
Always a self slaughtering battle
LEAVE ME
I'm crying, "Where is my coterie?!"
Finally these endless whispers are breaking free
Surround me
Surround me tranquil copse
You'll grow to like me
