Black out,
Fall away,
Because nothing says goodbye
Like cold, hard silence,
And yet I cannot walk away
From this anger that is not mine--
It follows me like a shadow,
Like a shadow that bleeds
And beats brazenly,
A blood red moon
In a clear velvet sky.
Cover me with calmness,
Another facade,
Another mask,
Another layer if you must,
Because I am far too breakable
To come through this unscathed,
And I have lost all of my power,
All my power to pretend.
Cast aside Humanity,
And turn toward something darker,
Something that slithers
And shrieks,
A damned imitation of innocence,
Bordering on ignorance--
What is lost,
You will not ever find.
I am beyond this ill-fated plateau,
Walking far away from
The Valley of the Damned,
And yet this haunt still pursues me,
After all of my evasive moves,
After all of my clever plans,
I cannot find the way to freedom,
Even though I am no longer bound--
What is unseen keeps me here.
You drag your feet across shame
And doubt,
Rendering all the past trials useless,
Subjected to indiscretions,
And ransacked with errors--
What were you trying to prove?
I cannot keep starlight in a bottle,
Nor the moon in my eyes,
And yet you ask me to do so,
When hell is rising from the ground,
And breathing down my neck,
You say that it should not matter,
And that I should turn away,
Worrying after all,
If a fruitless emotion.
What have you created?
What demons brought this here?
You smile and treat me like a child,
But I am not so,
And have not been for years--
What can I do to make you see that?
I know that my mere words cannot,
And yet I will not abandon hope,
For then everything will have been lost.
You rain down revenge for deeds undone,
And play the hero in your mind,
But you give yourself unnecessary
And undeserved airs--
Be careful about what's done here,
And be wary of what's left undone,
For this is your curse now,
And as you spread the plague,
You bring about the cure,
Isn't that a strange circumstance?
Fall away,
Because nothing says goodbye
Like cold, hard silence,
And yet I cannot walk away
From this anger that is not mine--
It follows me like a shadow,
Like a shadow that bleeds
And beats brazenly,
A blood red moon
In a clear velvet sky.
Cover me with calmness,
Another facade,
Another mask,
Another layer if you must,
Because I am far too breakable
To come through this unscathed,
And I have lost all of my power,
All my power to pretend.
Cast aside Humanity,
And turn toward something darker,
Something that slithers
And shrieks,
A damned imitation of innocence,
Bordering on ignorance--
What is lost,
You will not ever find.
I am beyond this ill-fated plateau,
Walking far away from
The Valley of the Damned,
And yet this haunt still pursues me,
After all of my evasive moves,
After all of my clever plans,
I cannot find the way to freedom,
Even though I am no longer bound--
What is unseen keeps me here.
You drag your feet across shame
And doubt,
Rendering all the past trials useless,
Subjected to indiscretions,
And ransacked with errors--
What were you trying to prove?
I cannot keep starlight in a bottle,
Nor the moon in my eyes,
And yet you ask me to do so,
When hell is rising from the ground,
And breathing down my neck,
You say that it should not matter,
And that I should turn away,
Worrying after all,
If a fruitless emotion.
What have you created?
What demons brought this here?
You smile and treat me like a child,
But I am not so,
And have not been for years--
What can I do to make you see that?
I know that my mere words cannot,
And yet I will not abandon hope,
For then everything will have been lost.
You rain down revenge for deeds undone,
And play the hero in your mind,
But you give yourself unnecessary
And undeserved airs--
Be careful about what's done here,
And be wary of what's left undone,
For this is your curse now,
And as you spread the plague,
You bring about the cure,
Isn't that a strange circumstance?



