Alive I'm leaving steps of hatred into a realm I do not know. Where there is nearly nothing sacred but empty tombs of long ago. You may cal it "misery" when it is begging at your feet. This sweet madness breaks all sadness as your hope meets its defeat. Where the hell is the circus? It was right here just before, where jesters masked with evil purpose wore glossy make-up envied by whores. Can you believe that you aren't dead? Do you reject all those temptations summoned by envy and hatred? Are u alive in those situations? Are you alive