I'll Stand Over Your Grave 'til I'm

There's Eyes Behind The Mirrors In Empty Places.

Everything From Toy Guns That Spark To Flesh-colored Christs That Glow In The Dark It's Easy To See Without Looking Too Far That Not Much Is Really Sacred.

Disillusioned Words Like Bullets Bark As Human Gods Aim For Their Mark.

Shakespeare's Last Play Was Called The Tempest. It Wasn't Called Just Plain Tempest. The Name Of My Record Is Just Plain Tempest. It's Two Different Titles.

I've Been Up The Mountain And I Had A Choice. Should I Come Down? So I Came Down. God Said, Okay, You've Been Up On The Mountain, Now You Go Down. You're On Your Own, Free. Check In Later, But Now You're On Your Own.