Ambrosia

In this world you live asleep like the dead

Distorted dream through a prism unclean

The colors your see are not what they seem

How can you see with your eyes wide shut?

Kiss the demons at their feet

Praise them for their artful lies

Let them lull you back to sleep

Singing sweet dark lullabies

In mundo vivunt, somno velut mortui

A deformato per somnium inmundum carcer

See your colores non sunt quod videntur 

Quomodo clausis oculis vestris wide? 

Osculamini pedes eorum daemonum 

Laus eorum est artificiosa 

Ipsi vos ad somnum otium 

Cantus dulcis tenebris lullabies

The Attic

Boxed up memories collect dust in the attic 

Concealed in the corner behind shattered glass

Reflections of people seen through hazy static 

Remember the reason you chose to forget

Piñata

Smashed to pieces; torn and tattered  
Spill my guts out on the floor
Beaten, broken, bruised, and battered 
Tape me up to take some more

The Spaces Between

This sober sky is a bleak reminder of the mistakes I made

I spread my wings, flew away and left you on the ground

Well flying leads to falling through the spaces in between,

I screamed away the pain and now I'm dancing in the clouds

But somewhere out there you still exist -- outside my mind you still exist

And somewhere out there you're still breathing-- your lungs still drink the air