Delirium, br Misfiring bearings. br Opiate, br She power’s my train. br Sanctity, br I have no boundaries. br Like a moon, br I was meant to wane. br br Consulate, br I am my own Caesar. br Disparate, br And nearly as vain. br Delirium, br These misfiring bearings, br br As a nerve, br You lie to the brain.