I did not think we get this far Never thought we stand apart The signs you gave to me Remembered all of them by heart So now i stand and face the pain As if it matters once again I have no time to cry As if it matters cause it rains Emasculation is your game In a sense almost your trade What made you think of this? Reign this time while you decide This means goodbye you have come to this Thought this time i would not miss For what you gave to me Extinct thoughts is what exist ________________________________________ By Dickinson