So you live in the bottom of the sea,. And you kill all that come near you. But you are very lonely, because all the other fish. Fear you. And you crave companionship and someone to call your own;
(Hammill). . Day dawns dark, it now numbers infinity. Life crawls from the past, watching in wonder. I trace it's patterns in me. Tomorrow's tomorrow is birth again. Boats burn the bridge in the
(Hammill). . Slow motion in the quiet of the room;. So potent is the smell of her perfume. That you think she's eternal,. That you think she is everything. But no-one knows what she is. Repenta
(Hammill). . Continuing the story, humanity stumbles -. Gone is the glory, there's a far distant rumble. The clouds have gathered and exploded now. Axes shattered, there is no North or South. Fa