The enclosure of the minds insanity draws near to me
Ever so distant is the face that ever eludes me now
Nothing is what it seems to be anymore and that's true
In the cabin of my deepest thoughts rots memories....
An endless parade of intertwined moments in time long gone
I forever hold that period in my life as my self destruction
To know your alive and well only feeds my suffering....
Take all your energy and burn the image with sulfuric acid
Until only the rancid smell floats away along with it all
These current symptoms always attack with constant pressure
I thought I could have you In visual contact but I was wrong
There is no rectification to be had here... back you go
Down to the depths from which you were stored, you remain
There Is no other solution my own well being is at stake
My small request to god or the devil himself is just one...
Might all the torment and agony be worth the trial and fight
I want nothing to do with you and a few others for good
What have I become you wonder? - what I should of been...
5 years ago.
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