If you could fill a veil with shells from Killiney's shore. And sweet talk in a tongue that is no more. If wishful thought could bridge. The Gulf of Araby Between.
I have faith and I will travel. Such sights I never seen. There are wrists that need to be slit. It is the passage to where I've never been. . Everyday when I wake up I know I've failed.
I have to get out of this godforsaken dream. And it's time to see my beloved enemy. . Your loved ones are the ones that stab you in the back. Among the family is the Judas.