Compulsion and numbness become

The only way that I can survive

This moment is the closest thing

I'll ever have to paradise



Color reflects as the night projects

A glitch in the frame for this life of excess

Tell me secrets of life and death

For I foresee my grave



Forget the past

Or be swarmed with regret

A pulse in the veins

As I wait for the end



Fighting fear, I wait in agony

Seeping into the soil

Rust upon the coil

I am swarmed with self-contempt



Never again, no never again



I don't want to face

The void alone

The warmth in me

Swallowed whole



The sequence of the frames

A young child alone

Speak to me

So gracefully



You saw me through the lights

And we had only time



Paradise awaits as I unfold

Bleeding days into the soil



Forgetting the child you always were

Becoming the man takes more than words

Hate the way my thoughts they sway

Home is but a place, a cage in a frame