I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over and through me. And when it has gone I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
These, then, were Srenki, men whose virtue was the excess of vice, who with leaden zest performed quintessential evil and so redeemed their fellows from turpitude.
Crowded streets all cleared away
One by one
Hollow heroes separate
As they run
You're so cold
Keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while
Strong men die
Show me how it ends, it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfy an empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try
If you find your family, don't you cry
In this land of make-believe, dead and dry
Y [...]
Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
You keep these feelings no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a .45
Swimming through the ashes of another life
No real reason to [...]