Anacrusis

Where once was childlike simplicity Now only remnants of blind ideals This quality of innocence Once tarnished, is forever lost It's lost... It's lost... Never to return It's lost... It's lost... We turn our heads And show our backs Burn bridges of c

A hell is upon us now this day Silence whispering unspoken rage To lend a hand but not in force To speak our minds in free discourse Keep closed our eyes Blind us from the fools unseen Keep closed our hearts Drain emotion to plant the seed Keep close

Twisting the images Watching them grow Into what they are not Forget we forgot as they fed on what's real The path I fell onto Of tears wades through Await the demise In sorry disguise from the things that I feel Time does not exist The days as thin

The roll of distant thunder breaks The afternoon of silence wakes They hurry through from Petergate as if they know this dance In fury blind I drive at night Across the moors, the open roads Beneath the freezing starry skies, racing in some trance Th

I sense the tension A thickness in the air The filthy air of our morality Misplaced affection In lost and lonely stares Where urge ignores morality I sense confusion Suspicion in the air Untreated wounds of some dishonesty Seeking comfort The strengt

No talk of the future So far from forever Approaching tomorrow But hoping for never Cursed, we are cursed Condemned to die from our birth How many footsteps in line Have flattened this land? How many prophets have died Right here where we stand? Call

Creases in the depths of our existence Without which, there can be no substance These rifts and folds within our lives Each day, a new disruption arrives Our sense of will Which path to take? Discovering another choice to make Now, we exercise This g

For forever living in For forever dying in The shadow of a killing cross Born and held accountable Sworn to bear the burden, now For sinful nails Driven deep But I can't be responsible For having done the unthinkable And won't... No, I won't play tha

I'll take away this selfish pride Is there room for more than one inside? Walk the course in shallow strides A bridge connects, and space divides How had I misjudged so badly All the things you tried to hand me? Ties of truth should bind us tightly F

Lie to me honestly I hear, but still, I don't see Just where the actions meet the words You just sound the alarm Racing pulse and boiling blood At fever-pitch Another finger-pointing mob With stones to throw But if it truly mattered And if you truly