Rowan stopped and saw Above it all he looked in At a hospital room Another memory To be gone again soon A baby's birth, a mother's hate, All lead up to a date-with a man And a sister Playing games with-blood always the winner Leading the life of a born sinner And the blood The blood The blood That tainted and covered all The blood The blood That was always there The blood The blood And Rowan moved closer Closer to the body The body kept alive by its machines and wires And it loomed closer Rowan tried to tear himself away from his orbit again Not again to THAT body It held too much And he wasn't strong enough But no one listened No one cared How typical And he was the body And the body was him And Rowan opened his eyes