歌词
[Instrumental]
You laid sand upon you dearly departed
An affliction struck you and left you half-hearted
You begged it to be over, but oh no, it had just started
Did you reckon it’s over just because they’ve parted?
No, this emptiness will go on and the burden shall grow
A salient ailment for you alone
As he tries to remand and tries to atone
To pick up the phone and call his friends
But the call never connects, the caller never sends
A message, he relishes to stay in his own depravity
Locked in the confines of his sanctity
Asking himself “why this was done to me”
The darkness of his mind becoming his enemy
As the voices bubble and gather so loud
Mocking and judging in every sound
“Just stay away”, you act out
To those who approach, to those who try
To care in your despair, then why
Are your hopes not renewed?
For I deduce this ruse you used
Is an excuse you produced to confuse
Those that care, to continue in your abuse
Of yourself, to poison your mind
And retreat into a person they wouldn’t find-
-In Any semblance of the man they once beloved
Now consumed in rage, a being corrupt
A façade of bravado you raised to abrupt
And halt the advancement of any aid
For you have no need nor want to be saved
You know whats at h
To those who approach, to those who try
To care in your despair, then why
Are your hopes not renewed?
For I deduce this ruse you used
Is an excuse you produced to confuse
Those that care, to continue in your abuse
Of yourself, to poison your mind
And retreat into a person they wouldn’t find-
-In Any semblance of the man they once beloved
Now consumed in rage, a being corrupt
A façade of bravado you raised to abrupt
And halt the advancement of any aid
For you have no need nor want to be saved
You know whats at heart and why you are depraved
Of the softness of love and the tenderness of touch
The warmth of kindness and all that such
You once held dear is now smeared into dust
Whilst you question your place and existence in life
Counting the weights of your virtues and vice
And glaring at your hands in spite
For they failed you once, but will they fail you twice?
Weighing the outcomes in grief and scorn
Pain and sadness are all you’ve known
Surely this life means something more?
