| A single grain can tip the scale | |
| Amidst the burden the scale will prevail | |
| Showing what's worth being here | |
| Storyteller by a hearth of stone | |
| A white little creature purring me | |
| My childhood kingdom gone in time | |
| The islands filling my mind with blue | |
| The one in speacial, heaven's court | |
| All the joy unforgiven by this task | |
| An errant soul, homeless and foul | |
| All gone but the will to | |
| Live to tell the tale | |
| The days are filled with anxiety | |
| Frustration, one right note a day | |
| Where to find a perfect tune | |
| Just do the work and take a step back | |
| All the joy unforgiven by this task | |
| An errant soul, homeless and foul | |
| All gone but the will to | |
| Live to tell the tale | |
| Dark chambers of my mind | |
| Locked around the neck of my love | |
| None of you understand | |
| And it doesn't matter | |
| To a broken marionette like me | |
| An errant soul, homeless and foul | |
| An errant soul, homeless and foul | |
| All gone but the will to | |
| Live to tell the tale | |
| Oh how I hate my kind | |
| Have it all | |
| Yet wish to die | |
| Not mykind but the kind as you are | |
| Saints in Cain's mask | |
| I love you | |
| I just did |