I couldn't know, begin to know but you feel it anyway,
you have to go, bus, plane, train, plain and ordinary love...
you want to get away, you run down the barrel of a gun,
a sequence ending with the blood, stained your face, your pants your hands,
Macbeth Macbeth Macbeth,
you tired old wothless rag, you brag, with the neon in your bag, you fold,
you hold no key of man, wait and see, lose yourself again
belive in dreams and plans,
schemes breaking at the seams, You lurk in holes, You never sleep,
You've got the madness in your eyes
Don't you want to die with your concious clean,
why don't you belive in anything.

Selfless, bold, hold in key, lock the center of my tree, mother weep
stay with me, we'll dance and sing,
unlock the center, burn the tree of sin and I,
couldn't know begin to know, why I feel and your ashamed, you're to blame,
blessed with plague you won't defeat,
flushed backwards with a feed of death and scams,
beliefs burried in defeat behind your nose
you never see and don't, the mask that you have bound...
Don't you want to die with your concious clean,
why don't you belive in anything...

Before it goes, It goes to show you, Time can't break such ties of faith
hoping to die, and I die everytime I close and wait,
will it greet you, I hope sometimes may, someday reach you....