Slow the art of fear Writhe against the fading In these sheltered years I escape from this cruel world Chose to domineer Thrive against all failing Are these wretched tears Just remains of my ruined worth... Youll never save me again.... Reanimate me again... Into the grave With all the symptoms you create Into the fray With all the sickness youll remain
domineer, reanimate, fray, sheltered, symptom