sunset is an angel weepingnholding out a bloody swordnno matter how i squint, i cannotnmake out what it's pointing towardnsometimes you feel like you've lived too longndays drip slowly on the pagenyou catch yourself pacing the cagenni've proven who i am so many timesnthe magnetic strip's worn thinnand each time i was someone elsenand everyone was taken innpowers chatter in high placesnstir up eddies in the dust of ragenset me to pacing the cagenni never knew what you all wantednso i gave you everythingnall that i could pillagenall the spells that i could singnit's as if the thing were writtennin the constitution of the agensooner or later, you'll wind up pacing the cagennsometimes the best map will not guide younand you can't see what's 'round the bendnsometimes the road leads through dark placesnsometimes the darkness is your friendntoday these eyes scan bleached-out landnfor the coming of the outbound stagen...pacing the cage