[i] give me to drink of the fluid that disintegrates and lend me the sweet balm and blessing of forgetfulness, empty and strong lethe oh, lethe hold me near, unravel the stars as i speed through the heavens i speed through the night for you are my blade and my rope you are my you are my lethe you are my own in currents of cobalt you storm through my heart to severe, to puncture the memories that burn let sweep through the arteries in sharp stabs of pain your talonlike fingers to kill me again in currents of cobalt you storm through my heart to severe, to puncture the memories that burn let sweep through the arteries in sharp stabs of pain your talonlike fingers to kill me again and again, and again and again steal me, invade me, and charge me again and again, and again and again for i burn and i shudder burn with each movement of... so, cleansed through a floodlight i appear, renewed and reforged caressed by the sweet balm and blessing of forgetfulness, empty and strong lethe hold me near, my one friend and guide as i drown through your fingers drown through your love for you are the life that i hate you are my you are my drag me down, in passionate sighs with the ocean above me and flames in my eyes and grant me a life i can live take me away... take me away... ...from the life that i hate [/i]