A mind, at war with reality
A bloody standstill between what's right and what you think right should be
Pluck out, the eyes
To spite your senses
Hand on the shoulder to be led through the darkness
Accept this
Or let failure Define
Washout
Bleach out this clouded mind
Accept this
Or let failure define (You)
Release this
Or be buried with these relics in the dirt
Let go this failure
Not ever your own saviour
Thrown down, cast out
Die of thirst from mindful drought
What you hold dear
Impaled on your own spear
Swansong for one
The flock won't listen anymore...
Will you adapt or stay clung to the remnants
Embittered, Astray...
I swear what tasted pure
Will be the ashes in your mouth
Will you worship your Idols?
In prideful disgust
Play the blindfolded martyr
As it crumbles down to dust
Denial brings blindness
Acceptance gives clarity
Open your eyes
Embrace changing tides
Or drown on the fruitless pursuit
Live a lie
Cheap disguise
Stubbornness is the knife on which you die
Will you worship your Idols?
In prideful disgust
Play the blindfolded martyr
As it crumbles down to dust