of my mistakes Under the weight of their bones Mantled with snakes (as if chains) I will rise from the ashes i will rise from the tears and joy, sorrows
bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as they trace
the tragedy in its entirety holding your breath. Slice them! Slice them! Till they're running in blood the woman trying to run away Tear up! Tear up till their red
Must have been the devil who changed my mind Must have been the wind blowing not me crying Half the joy of Icaving was the space I left behind Now I'
Neil Pert of the band, Rush. "I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea
Pert of the band, Rush. "I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken