wont go unheard And where a single word of sense is denied by selective ears, the ignorant mumble of masses turns into overwhelming roar... ...that clouds my
Miles away, with hours to sunrise rest those sorry souls in serene sleep Those unaware of minds discomfort, those who will in turn become the ones who
reborn, revived by the air I share with no-one But is this my deliverance or your revenge? My lungs burn with your breath and yet my soul suffocates
yearning to reveal my burden For the sake of sympathy, another moment lost As shown by an ordinary eye; lenient efforts sink down in to oblivion and my
This is where I draw the line to separate your views from mine This is where I draw the line; albeit thin, red and vague There's a difference between
end I left behind my sole source of joy Fuck their mission, there's limits to my patience Those words never came... Looking back, I regret my poor resolve
smile means no life, the RC scythe stays tuned tonight You stole my tongue and asked me speak You told me to lie and did not believe my words, so I'
Construct... destruct... My eyes are no eyes, my pain is not pain These weary hours are my life, so check the score, it's... Six-nothing against empty
Placed in the most vulnerable place we can bear Creating illusions which adhere from this moment to the last What a perfect lie... maintained by the X
Surrounding silence scatters as we hear the steps of the lonely one Entering for the last time his atelier of minds... This haunting figure creates a
Welcome to the last few moments of our "near-life experience", that unwilling to yield we struggle to sustain... But what if all fails? What is our back
Is it me, a memory of deepest love? Distant voices prayed for me... After the suffering I can't believe I am alive I faded love for you... I roam into
Under these timid hopes it doesn't count as we are waiting something to fill our minds and heal our hearts... Light my way deeper where the heart remains
Descendant of godlike being, cast away these chains, release the choking grip of faith... Two thousand years of boundaries and control, two milleniums
Universum is so narrow - one slip and an everfall The balance of an everpresent scale of curiosity ponders your strenght to carry the vessel of sanity
Chaos consolates your miseries A dissonant melody of self-given acceptance - god-complex Wrap yourself in empathies Hollowed heartbeats gasping for substitutes
eyes? Whore...you lift me up in to charms of dyonesia, and tear me down at the threshold of my ultimate, glamorous peak "Frustration is the outstanding emotion as I curse my
Between their prides and violated homes stands the dividing wall of mistrust; transparent, but relentless and cold Both sides stand firm and reluctant
