from the album "What The Mind Perceives"
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a failed attempt, no hope for redemption
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my head in hands, as i¡¯m locked up inside this prison
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the cold whispers, turned to tortured screams
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and the voices, still have control of me
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only i, can justify my violent actions
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only i, can cope with the fatal intentions
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i should hate them, the whole cruel outside world
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never understanding, what¡¯s been done to me
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no remorse, for what i have done
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a way out, a way out, from this life
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a life of ridicule, and tolerance to the hate that fuels
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the lies and greed that killed my pride and dreams
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and no one can take what¡¯s mine from me away
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the scars that remain, will last forever
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a thin line, that separates me from the world
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the hard times, that led me to end this struggle
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an overload, my patience has emptied
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all the misery, snapped inside of me
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a hollow, vision of the future
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a collection of, all that has been said to me
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a cry for help, my only way out
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it¡¯s my time, to face reality
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no remorse, for what i have done
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a way out, a way out, from this life
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a life of ridicule, and tolerance to the hate that fuels
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the lies and greed that killed my pride and dreams
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and no one can take what¡¯s mine from me away
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the scars that remain, will last forever
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why can¡¯t i finish the deed?
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for fear i¡¯d fail again?
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it¡¯s my life, my decisions
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i can¡¯t believe
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why just can¡¯t someone listen?
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to my thoughts of no reason
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my fate will come into sight
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and then everyone will see,
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all, of, the, scars, that remain
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The Scars That Remain
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| Beyond The Flesh |
