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
