Behold, a perfect soul, perfect meat
Look closely as it's hard to tell the pure within the filth
But don't waste the moments as I'm about to wilt
Let's begin on the point where the pain and love meet
You can pry my spirit open, behold it lit
Let the layers of colours abound on each curve and tilt
Or you can reform the way my body's built
Frame my skin of glass, break my heart of heat

I'll take my time to purify of that vengeance
I'll take some air to blow those toxic flames out
I'll break some bonds to free my madness
I'll break my anger to throw away my shout
And I'll take in
And I'll break out
And I'll cave in
And I'll stand out
And I'll die, and die, and die, and die,
And I'll take out
And I'll break in
And I'll storm out
And I'll storm in
And I'll cry, and try, and fly, and lie
And inside insanity I'll lie.

Shreds of reserved misery are set aflame
All lit up with the reddened anger I condemned
Afire I'll be set, for if not I'll be damned
Soon I'll swim in my own ashes to shape my frame
And the burning body I'll soon reclaim
Pour the boiled blood into my naked hand
Then out of the ebb my truth will transcend
And I'll form a human model for my soul to tame

I'll stand for my purity when it'll fade out
I'll stand on when my toxic flames burn my relics in
I'll storm into the madness to establish a final shout
I'll storm out of the anger to cleanse of that sin
And I'll take out
And I'll break in
And I'll storm out
And I'll storm in
And I'll keep on, and cry on, and try on, and die on
And I'll take in
And I'll break out
And I'll fold in
And I'll hold out
And I'll die, and die, and die, and die
And be reborn.





© November 2000