You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell And like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well Still haunting something, by your own hand
For forever living in For forever dying in The shadow of a killing cross Born and held accountable Sworn to bear the burden now For sinful nails driven
Repeat this habitual course To lift this weight which drags me under Treading in my remorse I must stay above the surface longer Shattering, shattering
All those things that I tried to be While wandering further from me I'd choked myself in my apathy Until I no longer could breathe My heart and my hand
Crashing in down around my ears Brow beaten self for all these years Enabling this suitable wall I've been afraid of nothing at all My soul's affliction
To see the world so differently had never seemed a crime But still I felt the punishment of disapproving eyes The criticism misconstrued had driven me
I don't dream anymore Yes, they just seem to fade Always stripping me so clean Deserting me I strive to retain my goals And try to achieve a certain
No talk of the future So far from forever, approaching tomorrow But hoping for never Cursed, we are cursed Condemned to die from our birth How many footsteps
We have pretended far too long Ignoring far too much Accountability long overdue We have neglected far too long Assuming far too much Hoping out ignorance
I'll take away this selfish pride Is there room for more than one inside? Walk the course in shallow strides A bridge connects and space divides How
My touch means nothing, it's just a sympathetic mock embrace This pity for you leaves nothing but a bitter taste Persistent lies, nothing but useless
Life seems to stand still in time As the soul retires deaf, dumb and blind And all we feel if far from real As these gears which once had driven us lie
I sense the tension a thickness in the air The filthy air of our morality Misplaced affection in lost and lonely stares Where urge ignores morality I
For all of our wandering We've still so far to go For all of our questioning We've still the need to know Are we still the frightened child? Are we still
Lie to me honestly I hear, but still, I don't see Just where the actions meet the words You just sound the alarm Racing pulse and boiling blood At fever
Where once was childlike simplicity Now only remnants of blind ideals This quality of innocence once tarnished Is forever lost It's lost, it's lost Never
Donning a sweet contented mask Acquiring bliss, a grueling task Adoring a regretful past Wondering how long it can last Frequenting a cold empty void
Creases in the depths of our existence Without which, there can be no substance These rifts and folds within our lives Each day, a new disruption arrives
