"- I'm something of a rarity. I shoot the dead. Dead bodies, that is. I don't kill them. Always fascinated me, the look of them, you know ? Terrible thing. But it sure makes you feel alive, don't it ? Dead bodies.
- I am the future. So don't you ever talk to me that way again."
I watched a rose dry up and die
I saw the night consume a pale blue sky
I watched the lion caught up in talons snare
I saw an angel in the dragons lair
I took a drink from a sea of sand
I felt at home in a far off land
I picked a flower in the pouring rain
And felt the cold going up in flames
I rode a thousand miles for sweet caress
I traded freedom in to be possessed
I launched a thousand ships and sank them all
Built hanging gardens just to watch them all fall down
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