Music: Shapist
We have become
Void of a man built by his own skin
But it's terrifying being read
Failing to withdraw from the surface
While pleading cracks from the gift-less
And selling souls to the heartless
You can't go back
Our ink dries and we follow through, so listen close and take notes
Our ink dries and we follow through, so listen close
It seems like every day it's getting harder to breathe, harder to see
Through all this tension we've built, the pressure is building on me
Bridging a gap between innocence and immortality
And I can tell this life is empty without cherishing simplicity
Without believing in something
Without believing in something
So long to a life without emotion
So long to a dreamless sleep
I'm ready to stand, I'll scream
I stand proud, I'm ready to breathe
No! I'm still growing
And I've been trying for so long
You can't stomp me out
Like a house on fire, I will consume
These flames are getting higher
The walls are coming down
I'm hypnotized by the sight of the smoke
Ahem
You think you can kill my dreams?
Well, I'll watch you burn!