What limits do you place on forever
At what point do those words
tattooed on your mind in verbal blood
finally ring as hollow as they are?
What visions of tomorrow do you see
with every second chance you grant?

With every promise your eyes lose their colour
irises withering with the weight of empty words
Wounds incurred on the soul, metaphysical blood flows free
Still you hold on tighter to the blade wrenching into your spirit
Pulling its wielder closer in for the kill
The power to let go is one afforded to few

Haunting hopes of dashed dreams grant you no peace
tantalising thoughts--"It'll be different this time"
When reality starts to become questionable, delusions are law
Wondering when it all began, when you finally lost it
Hallucinations have you fascinated with a future that is false
You see them for what they are, too sweet a lie
to surrender in favour of the uncertainty of truth

With every cycle a ghost is fading into your body
No more words will save you now--no hands can rescue you
It's up to you to scale the walls of inveracity, no one else can
to tear away from the cycle and find life anew
You hold your soul in your hands, the decision is yours
The power to let go is one afforded to few.



Not sure what possessed me of the inspiration to write more lyrics so soon after the last. But here it is :v

That's pretty good. Thank you for sharing that.