1.21 Gigawatts

rain... 
render my surrender 
replenish, refurnish 
the house was occupied 
there is no seeing through it 
her vision was blurred 
wait lets start over 
it was all a game 
I lost 
she took my peace and ran 
a far cry from pestilence... 
on angels wings it descended 
I thought I was wrong 
why couldn't I see it for what it was? 
a twisted web lies behind every page 
how many times will I weep this song? 
how many lies will I hide behind? 
parting with such dementia 
my sweet bathsheba... 
forgotten...