lifeline mocked by art and marked for battle chosen once and born by chance lost inside her stormy will dancing fools and demons twirl her lost and lonely life enchants tattooed thoughts of restless birds laughing clowns - sleep rest assured wondering why through all this time she is still so deaf to all my words pulled by fates with hidden strings puppeteers rejoice and sing cast by full moon sounds and schemes well thought plans - or so it seems tarot cards tossed to the floor fortune tellers tell no more crystal balls break at my sight my hands just shake - my palms held tight now cut and scarred by broken glass my heart is finally dead at last