You ask me these questions I've asked myself for years After all this to find This saviour of mine a peer Down dangled cord of feather As the bellows of Jacob sung Bidded, I climb each tattered rung Is this home? Is this heaven's gift to man? Make me a child, rid me a father Rid me a man! To emerge from this flesh, to be born To violate law – to be unplanned Why me? Fresh faced, bright eyed; a believer A follower of yours beaten to the ground Her blouse fell to the floor Before she could let out her roar I stumbled upon this universe It's catered and fit for me Its beauty I'm yet to see Harmony Solo: Coull & Eltakchi Blood and puss coat these walls And I'm ripped out with a glove Was I plucked out by the one above? Or just a product of this rape? Solo: Eltakchi What is this place you call my home? You call this my home, what is this place?! Solo: Skene Solo: Coull