In every face I see a dream a nightmare and a broken heart.
all with which I may do what I want.
I do everything I can for the sake of my horrible art.
Nobody expects my words to haunt.

I'll make you a trade,
one promised to be fair.
I request only your heart
so pieces I may tear.

I want to leave the world in cold,
so that my dreams may continue to live.
I wish to leave no young or old
I want no one to forgive.

I'll turn my back, leave you behind
expecially when you fall.
In the dirt you're left to find,
there's a trickster in us all.