The perfect victim
the apple that fell too close to the tree
i am ''your'' lamb
sacrificed on the alter
empty words bitterly carried out
it couldn't be possible
its unheard of
nobody bleeds this much for a cause
with the passion for darkness to clear
anxious truths
all faded in process
hidden behind real intentions
carefully explained
digging deep into the ground
silence is the only way to truth
pass on the gateway
open it with your eyes closed
take it all in
its only the beginning of the end
use ones own destruction
use it as truth
the test granted
it ends in failure
eyes and ears closed to familiar
it all hides under
as it once has before
it will only surface when its too late
