"Untittled"

We go through life
like driftwood
We know not what we do.
Where will we go?

Like driftwood
we are thrown about.
Where will we go?
To the heavens?

We are thrown about
while others shout,
"To the heavens!"
If only we could.

While others shout,
"To Damnation"
If only we could
Be done with these questions.

We go through life
until the end.
We know not what we do.

"The Wolf"

You believe that I'm a
man you can trust that's leading
to safety and security. Man
if only really knew. And the lies
I've told were oh so believable that I weave
them into each other to confuse you more. Are
you going to let me take you further? Oh,
my deary you are so
easily tricked. The web of confusion I placed on you is so intricate
that you'll never break free. Oh
how I wait for the finale so
I may untangle these webs I made so intricate.