The Art Of Breaking Apart

	Into the darkand
	I feel nothing
	The dead dog howlingwith smiles and teeththe artof breaking apart
	The simplest thing,can lead to catastrophe
	That blood in your eyeswill cause this tragedy
	Under a yellow moon
	Under a tilted skysafe from the flames abovein the last days of fireas they falllike ashes from the skyburning in the rainas angels start to die
	The simplest thing,can lead to catastrophe
	That blood in your eyeswill cause this tragedythe artof breaking apart