I've done everything that can be done to heal this wound. Left it on it's own for years. . I've done everything that can be done to heal this wound. Left it on it's own for years.
Here we are. At the beginning of the last century. For man. Usin' up parts of the world we haven't. Even seen or been to. The wretched of the earth exploited.
Air full of feathers. Fluttering distant laughter. Air full of signs & strange magic. Planets aligned in warning. Trap door sprung beneath me. And I'm falling.