I've Built My Little Castle,

Based On Apathy.

And Now I'm Truly Armed,

Against Insecurity.

Stone Cold Thoughts,

Behind A Grieving Mask,

Furious Eyes,

Analysing Silly Lies.

Ferousious Grey Mass,

Non-believing In A Cross,

An Aim So Insane,

The Last Leaf Must Be Slain.

A Wood-chopping Sound,

Goes In My Head Around,

The Tree That Once Stood

Has Now Been Chopped For Good