

Mourning the VictimsI proclaim on this night, the water I gave to this day shall wash away my fears. Tonight I dance for the lives that were spared. There will be mourning for those who had not a chance for morning. Let my words spread love and compassion to all.Mourning the Victims


DistantFor reasons untold, you were kept close to me I bled; my bones bleached in the sun I lay there patiently, with no comfort to myselfDistant
Waiting, waiting for you to come closer To share once again, what we had many times before Passion, lust and an immortal kiss
A kiss, a kiss which brought light upon your face Light, light which warmed my heart The same warmth that scorched these scares into us both
You’ve shown me regret, now here I lay Waiting, waiting for you to come closer To give meaning to this sacrifice
Not scapegoat, nor martyr For yo


I-scape StressThe day is lost Built up stress and strong tension All take control of reason They are all sick The man I call friend The favor-less woman The queer called father The imp called mother The savior called sister The judgment of brother The opposition of final kin Leaving I, the scapegoat Left to die with their problems All these self proclaimed titles wear on me My problems, still exist on their own I, scapegoat, will not break Let their problems flow as the seas run red Red with the pulse of their bleeding heartsI-scape Stress


Dance for a WitchI broke the laws of Salem I had danced once again ‘Possessed by the Devil’ they say They’ll put me to a rope for himDance for a Witch
But it was really worth it, dancing in the woods Joy and freedom around me But now they’ll put me down for good… For this great sin…
They slip the rope around my neck The knot sits in front of me They ask for final words I told them, “from this rope, I dance again”
They kicked the barrel out I am suspended from my chin As I promised them with final words I had began to dance again
The rope kept getting tig