Lyrics. From Another Time and Place

(Titles Unreleased)

Track 1
I find in this mirror the fruits of my best efforts,
The shadow of a once blessed man now left with but memories
To show for a thousand shining moments of selflessness.
Existence remains where life has failed
And I hate everyone who enjoys what I cannot.

"Remain focused on the sense of renewal."
Optimism is an ideal of the weak and ignorant.

The lesson learned is the past condemns us all.
Forever tormented by the wrongs of another man,
The product of a self-destructive will
That I no longer know,
That I no longer feel.

My imperfections screaming for a mercy I'll never find.
A personal apocalypse I have fled so long.
Suicide in a hail of responsibility,
Of another's wrong,
Of another's life.

This world's not as black and white as we try to make it.
Clarity is lost in a world of a thousand voices.

"Remain focused on the sense of renewal."
Optimism is an ideal of the weak and ignorant.

This is a lesson only the dead can tell,
Of the futility in existence,
Defined by the coffin we await, tonight.

Truth exists with the flies.
Putrid Reality.

Track 2
Remain, remain at the mercy of a thousand lies.
Bound by the tongue of man.
Blind by the lack of will to see
The face of the ones who hold you not by the hand but by the throat.
Silence the open minds that resist.
Easily controlled is the mind that cannot dream,
Decay from the inside keeps it from uprising.

Death to the creative mind for social sake.
For the sake of control,
For the sake of enslaving.

Endless averting personal progress to build the whole,
Force feed beliefs in order to manipulate.

-Blind leading the blind, oppressors of the weak
-To us you have no say, we fucking run these streets
-You won't stain our minds we'll keep our hearts of gold
-Building this life for us, is all we've ever known.

THIS IS REASON
This is the reason that you fear to allow into the hearts of man,
The ones you hold under you.

These are our opened eyes, this is acknowledgment that we are your life.
Our sweat feeds you!

Track 3
This is a life I never wanted or dreamed of,
Somehow I've made it to a hell that I never thought was real.
Only in my nightmares did pain ever reach this peak.
A pitied kiss to condemn, I am betrayed.
A mistake, a memory; unforgiven,
A waste of every breath i fucking took.

A life of solitude among a million smiling demons.
Lips hide their gnashing teeth.

A cycle of the best intentions leading to agony,
So entombing that cold dead flesh is all I plead to fucking be.

A memory, long forgotten.
A mistake, unforgiven.
A solemn prayer, never answer.
A waste of every breath I fucking took.

A life solitude among a million smiling demons.
But this heart lacks the will to die.

Track 4
It was a broken record replaying the same bad song.
You're a sight for a sore eyes and now
I can satisfy this demon
That compels me to end your life and I want nothing more than to see
The look in your eyes when metal separates vertebrae.

Watch your back!

I hope you see the hatred in those eyes you've never seen before.
I hope you find an explanation for the pain you must endure.

A Loss of Independence in the Land of the Free

What is the "land of the free" when you have no personal independence? What is freedom of religion when you don't decide for yourself? What is being free from one's control only to be under another's? Is it expected? Do you honestly believe autonomy comes without some sort of price? I cannot understand why you would rather be held under someone's boot than stand up and sacrifice for the right to be yourself.

Lost in the Confusion of the Subconsciousness

When so much of what used to be conscious has become subconscious, I feel without an explanation. An unexplained feeling of frustration is only worsened by the fact that I don't have a reason as to why... and an answer that seems so simple becomes so elusive when you're between realities...

The answer lies in my attention. Somewhere a long the line, I forgot about myself. In the fray, my staggering mind struggles to focus on anything at all, leaving me to feel chronically frantic. Determination is the key, only seeing this through will lead me to answers. I only wish we all could call upon ourselves for strength.