Wind blown 

A semi capsized in the storm 

Stranded 

The rains of June have cleansed it 

A baptism of sufferage 



Take two 

One man beneath a waning moon 

Still birth 

The abortive child of entropy 

Careening for identity 



Tempt him 

Break him in slowly 

His heart is quick to judge 

But his hands are too lonely 

Break him in slowly... 



Red dawn 

Another storm opens her arms 

She's whispering 

"Surrender all your loyalties" 

Hand over your idle hands of false idols 

Let the rains embrace you 



Now... 

Break them in slowly 

Young hearts are quick to judge 

But their hands are so lonely 

Break them in slowly...

Break them in slowly...