children of the dawn, crooked orphans of decievers, hiding away, decaying away, awaken. frozen of the soul, feeding from the empty barrens, i summon you now, arise to the cloud of minions. the time has come at last, for the vital ones to suffer, sullen with fear, the wrath of us all, is too much. this is something more than just a faith i've fallen back on, this is but a promise as to what the future holds for us. my misguided triumph a victory. it seems as though you really arent hearing me. i wont go out without a motherfucking bang, til all thats left of you is a motherfucking stain. bury your love in the sands of doom, wash away your irrepressible joy, annihilate hornet avenue, as you father a new hell on earth. the sky holds a window to a dream. the waters hold a paradise unseen. the journey holds the fortunes key. you can go, as long as you dont scream.