This day has altered my perception I'll never see things quite the same All that I knew was misconception But all of that's about to change CH I opened
It never felt so real Never so visceral But now it's all too clear And all too typical You're left with nothing And it's all your fault Relations cease
I want you to know the thoughts My mind contains I want you to feel the rage Pulse through my veins I want you to see the anger In my eyes I want you
I read your mind But it wasn't a very interesting read The plot was contrived And the characters were too consumed by need Page by page Enduring each
Awake aware alone Lost and far from home I walk without these walls So there is less to fall I am naked I have nothing left My bones are picked clean
Identity sometimes seems fleeting An ever-changing tapestry But at it's heart is the foundation The very essence of our being Shed your skin Cast off
Some time ago I checked my conscience And found it wasn't all that clean A trail of people I had hurt A sea of sins left unredeemed Regret is a dull
Fall Seize I am merely debris Scattered along the ground False Rage A man in a cage An explosion without a sound Drawn In By the deafening din Crumbling
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The morning broke with eerie silence The ground beneath us cracked and dry Too self-absorbed to even notice The cracks that formed up in the sky Twisting
I tried I failed to believe In the reward I would receive If only heaven's distant sun Would burn away all the things I'd done I tried to no avail To
The first day I felt changed I felt removed and broken Over man Over God But weak by the same token Wherewithal Has dissolved A soulless apparition Loss
So here I stand Completely alone My skin absorbs the rain Helpless to control Pieces within the whole I can feel it starting again A sudden descent
Attenuate the light of day So I can see the lines and details And not the hazy, plastic blur That floods my eyes till I can't see Let the wind erase
Concentric circles Forever closing in Another travesty That never should have been The latest entry On an ever-growing list And yet you never change
We are born of stone And etched by wind Cast aside to live or die We are the pawns in our own game Like refugees Of silent wars We step on ever-shifting
You crave attention As if it's due to you You want permission To behave as badly as you do You want respect, but You don't act respectable You want fame