Tragedy Has Spoken

The Wolves All Gather Around

With Sharpen Teeth And A Guilty Yellow Stare

They Wish Me On My Way



So Cold Inside This Shell

Give Me To The Earth



The Dreams That I Deserted

The Passion I Would Not Release

The Path I Left Untreaded

The Mask That I Refused To Wear

Existance Left Unnoticed

Desire In My Bones So Dry

And Silence In The Virtue

All So Quiet - All So Still



I Can Feel Them Watching

Feel The Seconds Die

Can Hear Them Laughing From Above

They Wish Me On My Way