I'm lost in a world
That is not my own...
Open my mind to the words
That I have chosen not to hear...
Pomengranate pulp
Stains delicate virgin's flesh...
Sitting alone in this filthiness,
grieving at this killing emptiness...
All the people bleed together, the stars burn out...
As I burn out the stars, living down every life...
It's really cold in here
The place is pitch black...
It's like a lie that you continue to tell
Always pretending every thing's going well...
I'd lie.
Seldom do you hear the words of the dead...
As I walked down these dark streets,
A chill ran down my spine...
I cant wait to show you,
the progress I've made...
Sitting in depression.
Feeling utterly alone...
Let it go, unclench your fist in silence
Watch it all transform and start to make sense...