Why make it matter? Endlessly plain when it moves closer Here it contains all of my hunger, all what I wish for Lengthy in nature or nature to me?
A total failure to be It won't compare A lack of content to see Falsely partake Remedies lie hidden from thought All important: Secret of the famish is sought Ceaseless echo
It can be (Can it get) better given time? I can find (There are no) answers, left behind Willing to (No sense to) suffer for this crime Anywhere (Everywhere) else where it's denied
I listen too, as water's draining out I'm caught up in the thought, in the dream Exposing myself to judgment The coldest chill through me carries illness and frailty Plan or hazard? Left to chance, my own whim I cannot bear
I wish for meaning purpose Yet what is there? None is given Clinging to fate, starved to abate, nothing to desecrate I have gods to create My failure's my own No one to blame Pallid and spineless and try to behave All of my hunger All what I wish for will never happen Because I'm unbound
I shy away from the face of Medusa No fiend shall overwhelm me Albeit of the ones I have shirked before None moved ever more insidiously Each iris, a gaping wound Windowpanes to a worthless truth
Persuasive words in mordant timbre As perverting as calming Still I yearn to lose Gather in the sheen of reason But I will not see I refuse to look
All is calm Soothing breeze Your lies comfort me My false destiny Unaware Closing my eyes Keep me blind to the truth Show me purpose Life is worthless
Always present, the herbal green The absinthe blindfolds embracing me
I stab and bleed my presence free I stab and bleed my presence free
Remaining numb to her gluttony To master death is to silence life
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