Out of focus Need to get a grip So you don't slip Into the realm Of lifelessness As you crawl through The debris of the past
Feebly arise to one knee Inhaling the treachery Bearing witness to the actions you've chosen Closed mouth, unspoken The fallen one
Sometimes you hate yourself And everyone else Go ahead and hate yourself For not awakening your dreams And nightmares
Screams to an immortal one Supposed only son Never sees the tears in your eyes Never hears the ungodly cries Behind the mask that you've worn Bitter and scorned
Hourglass and mournful stillness A tribute to sorrows passing As time drips in endless Melancholy and gruesome recollections
Through depths you've fallen Unsurmountable odds of ascension Succumbed by fathoms Washed adrift, suspended in grief Never to lift your filthy spirit
Soul cleanse, blank the imagery It must be nice to have The burden of thought Whisked away And let astrayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
