In the ruins of my mind I curse your name with hatred I cast you down, throttled With a burden of a thousand sins. As you drown in lakes of my tears Sentenced
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Chaos, time of need political prophecy, Pions adultery, New gods come to life Suffering for you and I, contradictious, Heresy! Competing faiths collide
Look deep down and you will see Find your own reality If all seems lost and you can't find Let no one know. Hide the truth that haunts you days And hope
In the darkness of the night I stop and wonder if my existence Has changed the world in any way Have I been noticed Or am I just another, whose flesh
A lost age of forgotten dreams Reflections in a broken mirror Hiding the images of hway might have been Time stands still as the glass water shatters
[Lyrics: Bercier, Music: Frydrychowicz] [Reader:] Dead Man's Diary on the nightstand will it hold the truth to an unanswered past Thoughts of yesteryears
Ends that justify the means Dogma evokes obedience Conscience deceived Deaf to suffering Silencing morality and screams As you look away Reality is what
One belief that gave rise to a nation Etched in our history A future carved in stone Foundation of what was Yet to come to light A people reduced to
[Lyrics & Music: Frydrychowicz] Committing to sound what words will not express What lies can not divert and rip into shreds Living snapshots of events
I just can't take it anymore Knees and hands bolted to the floor The smoke is coming down on me Will I just suffocate or be The room now empty as I see
[Lyrics: Bercier, Music: Frydrychowicz] Unbalance starts to rise within the population, revolution begins A hunger for power is launched, their dreams
[Lyrics & Music: Frydrychowicz] Looking back at the days that past, as hindsight's perspectives settle in and unwinds the time.... It dawns on me, that
[Lyrics & Music: Frydrychowicz] [solos: Frydrychowicz] The road to hell is paved with good intentions Dreams can only sustain for so long turning away
So many things are hidden A question that has no rhyme Walking in a circle Too many things we can't define Wandering thoughts Wonder what thet must mean