Once again I am drowning...

in this lake of betrayal and lies



So who are you to speak,

when they have already tightened the grip?

The creations of ones destiny.



and meanwhile I drown,

in the corners of your eyes.



To be the saddest of sins (would you be?)

Carry me to the fields of lust,

as you stand here withering I feel so alive.



My soul has been sacrificed

to the "demons" of betrayal

and I feel strangled to act in lies.



Tighter, tighter, tighter

oh, is it hope in sight?

Is it hope in sight?



Redefine, and welcome the vast immortals

Redefine, and head back to the tainted waters...