The Lock Speaks

by Armada the Gestalt   Mar 4, 2008


I don't want your lies,
Save your tears for them,
I don't want to hear you,
Scream
I won't listen
Can't listen
The child who cried wolf in the night,
I still can't believe you.

I know you hurt
Don't lie again
I know you bleed
Inside to outside to in,
I know it stings
I see it there
Open up,
Lend your agony here.

Set as stone
Crooked bones holding your frame,
A perfect body
Yet miserable, crippled within:
And colours
Twisting and turning and breaking away again.

Seeing red
(Do you see anything else?)
Broken eyes
(Do I see anything else?)
Fragile words
Slashed in two by that blade
You stole from yourself,
Sown to your tongue
Slice your own thoughts,
... Admire you
Pathetic and weak as you are.

I know you cry
Don't hide again
I know you bleed
Inside to outside to in,
I know it aches
I see it there
Open up,
Lend your agony here.

Try again, fool yourself,
You aren't swaying anyone else,
You're so locked down
You can't fit anything in
Break out
Before I break you;
Before I break me;
Before you break me.

We are One, as I am You.
No more lies... I cannot exist.

To know it all
Don't forget her
To bleed anew
Inside to outside to in,
To tear inside
To see it there
Trapped again

Feed your agony here.

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