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What are you waiting for?
Born unto darkness, cursed to suffer this endless plight.
Reborn into the dark again, this ends tonight.
Come again into my father's grace.
No longer wearing a mask, this is my true face.
Broken as it has been, tis time it ends.
Sever the ties of the soul that bind her to me.
Broken love, broken home, just set me free.
No longer do I seek this.
Not her face, her scent, not even her kiss.
Man and demon.
Flesh and soul.
War is coming
The time is near
The innocent need not fear
The betrayers. The liars those who cheat.
Their prophesized end is their own defeat.
The meek are chosen as are most of the sheep.
The wolf will rule while the forgiving god takes his sleep.
Raving and ranting may I be
Just look at the world and the truth will you see.
The time is near.
Coming is the war that you all fear.
Released have I been from one burden.
Yet another has taken its place all too sudden.
This one I will carry with pride.
In memory of those who carried it until they died.
So it is written here.
So will it soon be.
It is the time that all souls fear.
The war is coming soon you will see.
But will it be.
The revelation that you wish it to be.
All the shit that hides, behind my eyes.
The pent up anger, the bullshit lies.
I thought I could change it, that I could just get away.
But it's the same old shit, just a different day.
Now here I am, a thousand miles from home.
How can one, surrounded by people, feel so alone?
How long will I make it before I'm too far gone?
All too often seeking solace within my own mind.
Knowing that what I seek is not there to find.
Changing emotions and mood swings.
Caused by the constant chaos this life brings.
At home, you'd think it would all just go away.
But it's still there, seething, making me enraged.
I feel like a beast that's been caged.
I've carried this shit with me for far too long.
Tried to reach a place where I am comfortable, where I belong.
Addicted to adrenaline, always running at full throttle.
Seeking a way to escape, all I find is the bottom of the bottle.
Is it madness, or just pain and sorrow?
Perhaps ill be sober enough to let you know tomorrow.
Waking up every day, knowing that it could be my last.
I loose an hour; I loose a day, watching my life slip away so fast.
Is it worth it, or is it just a waste of time?
I sit here thinking, its quiet and I'm alone.
Contemplating where my lifes going, where its already gone.
Am I a better man than I used to be ?
Or is it a shadow of my former self that you see ?
I often wonder if I'M on the right track.
More often than not I find my self looking perpetually back.
Life has thrown me alot of curves.
Sometimes I think its more than any one person deserves.
I am constantly lost within my own mind.
Although there are things in there that I am not so sure that I want to find.
I have my demons, or if your prefer, my vices.
Alot of mistakes made aswell as sacrifices.
Ive seen too much to veiw the world in black and white.
Its all just based on perception. and beliefs about whats wrong and right.
Been around the world a time or two.
Only 25 I know that still seems a little young to you.
Beleiving in things that most would say are unreal.
Maybe I am wrong and they are right, I only follow what I feel.
This is it laid open for all to see.
Of course there is more, but then there is alot more to me.
I am whatever I perceive myself to be.
