This trespass. My weaker wings couldn't carry much of anything. But my temptress. You take a toll on the vengeance's, oh merciful. . Defenseless against this tide.
The kid's alone, just watching static. The circuit's blown, it's just a habit. No, he's not an addict. . When all was still, his mind's erratic. Say what you will, it's so traumatic.
After the bombs have fallen. After the words have left my lung. Inching the choke along. Testing the water with my tongue. . The whole scene's fading.