| Aftermath, with hazy ocular I realize I am back, sheltered now.
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| Irrational paranoia swallows me.
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| Suppress the delusion. |
| My past gets mirrored when I’m there,
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| a clandestine zone, a place I fear. |
| Can’t recollect these memories
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| as things I have partaken in reality. |
| A ruined focus a shattered
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| view, I am transparent, cut and bruised. |
| Answers nowhere to be found, what is this past I keep getting reminded of.
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| Dissonant, with tremblind hands I cover my eyes,
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| a touch of sense denied.
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| Bound by suspense It’s suddenly clear, I’ll yield to the edge of the
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| leaf thin steel. |
| Fixated state on the artery, in the city of death I’ll
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| find peace and it won’t haunt me. |
| Desperately cutting without
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| response, the blood keeps coagulate, refused by the reaper.
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| With fester disdain I stay, disharmonic signals, source unseen
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| A message I can’t construe, a phantom cipher they speak.
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| This beacon I must find, it’s alive rooted deep inside searching
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| for its light. |
| I shall retort, hidden answers, I’ll burn them every
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| bridge just to stop clutching at every straw, I walk their stride of idle, death lurks everywhere, nowhere in my reach, refuge
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| depraved, solemn they await.
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| Irregular beats pounding me harder for each breath I take.
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| With discern as I ponder, origin of the pulsating strokes
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| Seduced by my own heart’s foul language, a light there never was.
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| Solo: Karlsson
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| Falling deeper, time stands still as I fall
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| Stranded to taste the void.
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| Solo: Karlsson |