And when the silence of a bird rips

Through the loudness of the world

When the touch of a feather tears the

Softest skin to tatters

I close my eyes and wait to die

A thousand deaths in a world with no light

A thousand deaths in a world without sight

In darkness I see

Through minds and flesh

I dream a dream

Of my own death

Hear, hear...the rocks are rolling

The horror, the fear

Dream, I dream...of scorched earth

And mountains

Breathe the air...through lungs filled

With ashes I choke in despair

See, I see...the overflow, now I`m drowning...

Inside

The Fever`s Tide

Waves break in

Fire in veins

Hot blood fever

Sweat on skin

The salt on my lips is a nightmare`s kiss

Kiss of fever

Heat in mind

Cloth on skin

The wake of a dream pulls me

Inside

The Fever`s Tide

Face to face

Now so sudden

I see clear

Wisdom through sickness

Sight through fear

As I drown in death I see through

Tunnels of light and fear

Fear the Tide

Floods of heat against my knees

Grace of Fever

Rolling rocks like beating hearts

And when the kiss of sweet lips

Feels like the punch of a fist

When the silence of a stone cuts

Through flesh, teeth and bones

I close my eyes and wait to die

A thousand deaths in a world full of light

A thousand deaths in a world with clear sight