Making Mosters

<p>Alone in hideous fancy All empty and defenseless I draw my crayon monsters And they come to life The filthy strings creep in woe In dead rats puppet freak show Solemn daydreams blossom Fed by ignorance and pride</p><p>Get away (Whirl) leaving it all behind Fault is haunting me Ends are closing in Till I fade Away Forming and drawing and feeding The monsters in my mind</p><p>Astray upon a crow line When freezing spaces entwine Pace the wasted wonderland That lies ahead The second breath of my hope Has strangled me for too long Tomb my sacred fantasies And never dream again</p><p>Get away (Whirl) leaving it all behind Fault is haunting me Ends are closing in Till I fade Away Forming and drawing and feeding The monsters in my</p><p>Get away (Whirl) leaving it all behind Fault is haunting me Ends are closing in Till I fade</p><p>Away Forming and drawing and feeding The monsters in my mind (Whirl) leaving it all behind Fault is haunting me Ends are closing in Till I fade</p><p>Away Forming and drawing and feeding The monsters in my</p>