Left out in the cold, I’m just a dog to you, But what’s left to expect, When it rains, it pours, And the downfall is torrential, There’s no weathering the storm, The calm I’m feeling now, Is just my mind’s eye, No hope left, No will to even ask death to take my last breath, No contemplation, No way out, It’s almost sunset, Drifting at sea, I’ve lost the horizon, Try to navigate this life, With a star that’s already fallen, In the midnight sky, Unencumbered by twilight, I write another heartbreak song, For those of like minds, Who were never chosen, Cast to Earth, we are the ones, Already fallen, In this desert wasteland of society, And mankind, we stand apart, Without all of the crowd mentality, Buzzards circling the drain, This life, a casual fallacy, No one’s child, just the original bastard, Won’t bow down on my knees, Because I serve no master, In this creation turned disaster, Just fragmentations of a whole, World a prison, No one left to save our soul, But ourselves, We stand alone, No holy father, Absent lies the throne, My past haunts me, Just like an unholy ghost, In this unholy trio, Of past, future, present, We all spiral till we all, Meet in the middle, Of our true descent, The amalgamation, Of us all warped, Into one unholy soul, Till we become one again, Just to hate ourselves, And repeatedly explode, And repeat the cycle, Of divided consciousness, Desperate to try again, to be reunited, The greatest gift we, Ever gave ourselves, The right to choose blindness, Quotes from the righteous.
