What Have I Seen?
I Dream A Dream
Where I Can Lend My Eyes
So You Can See
Strings Move Our Limbs
Whilst Hanging By A Tie
But I Don't Want To Be Part Of This Charade
Lord, I Rather Be Face Down
Why Do I Choke?
My Blood Will Soak
Whilst They Bleed Me Dry
Why Do I Live?
For All They Give
Is Hope In An Afterlife