SUMMER’S COLD
SILENCE SCREAMS
PAIN PLEASURES
AWAKE I DREAM
CAGED WITHIN
REALITY’S UNREAL
INNOCENT GUILT
IS WHAT I FEEL
CLEAR GLASS
BLOODRED STAINS
CONFUSED UNDERSTANDING
URGE TO DO IT AGAIN
BEAUTY IS A FACADE
KNOWLEDGE IS A LIE
SOCIETY AN ILLUSION
AND SUMMER’S COLD.
