Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Written On The Wall

Somewhere someone's dying alone,
Somewhere someone's cursing at the sky,
In a tunnel where light can't be seen,
In a dark hole all alone.

Nothing but your voice keeping you alive,
Insanity being the only way to survive,
Childhood memories filtering the skies above,
No clashing, just verbal insults.

In a moment where everything feels right,
Then in a moment where everything's wrong,
The guilt residing in the veins
Making its way to the heart.

Somewhere someone's dying alone,
Somewhere someone's cursing at the sky,
Walking towards the darkness,
In a dark place.

Alive and well,
Deceived and forgotten,
Behold, therein lies your fears,
Commitment to nothing, yet it's everything.

"Greed" written on every wall of this home,
How long can you keep washing your hands
And hope to rid the evil and its intent?
Alive, alive, alive.

Somewhere someone's dying alone,
Somewhere someone's cursing at the sky,
In a tunnel where light can't be seen,
In a dark hole all alone.

Let it eat you,
Let the guilt eat you inside,
There's no winning,
Only losing.

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