the BLACK clouds....

the black clouds above me....  are....  zeuses soldiers....

we NEED to melt the clouds away....  the clouds of sin and sadness....  we need to drive the doubt of dark away....  fill us with the light of day....

we NEED to bring down all of the clouds....  that fucking black cloud....  that is following me around....  is coming down....

my world is made of glass....  IF....  eye cradle broken glass....  IF....  this world CRASHES down....  the clouds....  zeuses soldiers....  will come down....  to destroy your world....  in comes the reign of the telephone czar....  he will turn your world to black....  he will tattoo all you see....  all you are....  all you will ever be....

which is why....  eye NEED to fall slowly....  eye NEED someone....  to let me down EASY tonight....

you cannot let them lift me up....  to take me out....  AND....  you cannot let me crash down....  hit the ground too hard....  it needs to be a soft landing....

it is the ONLY out eye see....