• Time reflects that which we have saught

    We've wandered over for many a year

    Never quite knowing what our search was for

    The memories of an age gone past, guide my steps

    As I too, wander

    Staggering on into the abyss that is the on coming life

    I know not where this jagged path will lead

    I flee form the shaddows of the night walkers

    I flee into the hands of daybreak

    Where I can see the juts in the road

    The rocks that cut my feet

    I can see the pain

    And so I can avoid it

    When the drapes close upon the sky I lose my way

    Fall

    My eyes are blind,

    My ears can hear

    The unfamiliar voices that rape my ears

    The sounds that claw at the walls of my mind

    They whisper to me

    I scream at them

    I tear at them in the dark

    They taunt me

    I run on

    Upon this jagged path

    Butterflies' blood is strewn across my step

    The blood of the lamb as well

    At night when the sounds are in there

    In my head

    I become the wolf

    The lamb as my prey

    But hush now

    Don't speak

    The drapes again pull away

    Dawn approaches

    And I am again a butterfly

    I am again the lamb

    Time as kept me wandering, on and on

    Forever more

    Running form the wolves inside my mind