Neurotic smart bombs fault intolerant 
Killing in recursive parabolas 
Black boxes shake hands scoping for shroud lines 
With ten thousand mile stares 
Let me share my heart with you 
As I'm guided by the dead to a miserable end 
Strands of descent and finite life spans 
On and on if only there could be no more 
Sleeve Down the vacuum heart 
Scream The sleeve drags on and on 
Siege It seems to go on and on 
Wings A precise outline oh cruel angel 
That will sever even your golden wings