I'm seeing the parts in me

that which I hate to see

suffer the shadows

suffer the shadows



The child inside weep for my life

for such bitter twisted dreams

the fool by her side could never see lies

any economy of truth he believed



Blind to compassion

I shall suffer the shadows in my past

depressed and saddened

I shall pay my debt to nature



The mother insode feels my sadness and pain

in this growing pool of desire

the father by her side could never have cared

cold blooded he lived as a liar