Sew the curtains every night
Wage a war against the light
That hunts us like a hound out on the moors
Fireworks in rising flight
That never burst in human sight
Ravaged veterans of unspoken wars

Hate the people in the street
Spit in the face of those you meet
Keep your ego hot and stoked with hate
Never look down at your feet
That ground of sand, sky of sleet
Cast aspersions out at foul-eyed fate

A day will come and we will rise
Find the strength to compromise
And walk amid the grass and 'phemeral sun
But not our might will open our eyes
Nor our best friends sugared lies
So for now lets sleep, and cry and scream and run