Wait your turn with me
can't you see
the thought of sullen brevity
look to the sea
for parts inside of me
spreading its disease
one in twain marked on
a blotted page intact
out living the dream
falling apart at the seams
with twisted evil means
come with me to a land in a dream
the open door by which to explore
walk with me through a passage of time
love is the meaning of our existence
shun the resistance amidst all circumstances
through each twist and turn
one soul soars another one burns