Fear, life with interrogation

Sorrow, is not the way to fight it

Weakness, is not a virtue

Shut out, the darkness lets the light in


Waste, the vast human objective

Statements, ambiguous decision

Mask, what is making you unique

Search, for what can kill the time you leak


What if the world stopped turning?

What if the stars stopped burning?

Would you blame that on me or would you let it go?

I know my vices, tell me what I don't know, elude


Shame, as it unfold the story

Frugal, the hidden sanctuary

Wind, the clock before it will stop

Stained, those memories that were lost


I'm sick of all your protest

I'm done with telling all these lies

Complete the circuit that's interfering with my life

The resurrection is the dark angelic form of life

I'm claustrophobic from

The truth that always seems to die