Its snowing outside... or it was earlier. I always loved snow. Just not in the mood for it tonight.

Cold spring nights, dreary rain outside
Tapping on my roof, this is my resolution
From the pain I’m looking to hide
it’s pouring on my soul, this is my dissolution

This is my attempt at retribution
Against those who have hurt me
This is a personal revolution
The source of my pain is myself

A jihad that rages in surfeit
Destroying the things I cherish
Neither side willing to forfeit
My humanity destined to perish

This is a portable confessional
Waiting for the equation to figure
Each moment has been progressional
Up to the point of pulling the trigger