from the album "Que Vive!" before you throw it, the tragedy unfolding make sure you look him right into his eyes look him right into his eyes pull the pin, one Mississippi, two Mississippi hurl away and watch it arc into the sky watch it arc…

from the album "Que Vive!" shadows fly across the ground vultures circle in the sky animations swallow imaginary hollow empty promise fleeting, the approach of death with my last breath I’m not broken yet the way ahead turns grey, crawl towards…

from the album "Que Vive!" these wounds are deep and bleeding it’s hard to keep them covered the pain beyond believing wait so long to recover yes I know pain is a sign healing soon, this will be over these scabs are holy and sacred a shell…

from the album "Que Vive!" throw me in a hole and the rats begin to dance nothing left but skin and bones I never had a chance welcome home a flicker of the moon above, the rats come out to dine 4 by 4 dimensions and it’s all within my mind…

from the album "Que Vive!" how does it start, how will it end all my foes were once my friends keep thinking someone has to know but all my questions lead nowhere further and further into despair surrounded on all sides, no place to go armies…

from the album "Que Vive!" you’re so much like me that I’m not sure where I begin and you end sometimes I even see through your eyes your shi brown eyes still innocent you’re so refined, that I can’t fake any more lies you’re clutching…

from the album "Que Vive!" sour taste mars this reunion, my charade keep the noise down to a silent rage dearly beloved starts the fairy tale, one side the driest eyes, the other, flooding fields and lay them waste I’m never honestly surprised…

from the album "Que Vive!" hold the edge, your hand remind so steady slice, across the line don’t feind before you change your mind hope this makes the sorrow fade has to be a better way secrets hide, I will rejoice in shame and drink my scarlet…

from the album "Que Vive!" I’m not the same as anyone else unique as a star inside exceptional follows me everywhere I’ve run out of places to hide happily fire star blind a singular real anomaly peerless among my kind don’t bother trying to…

from the album "Que Vive!" which is circumstance and which is fate the child with nothing or the one with hate one may see wrong from right but the line is hard to follow even with the right design where do miracles go when the world’s in…