A song
by Soujirou
Now is the time
Take this
tired moment and decide
to
contemplate the puppet within your skin
a quick glance at yourself will tell you otherwise
but don't look in, don't look in
The farthest thing from yourself lies within me
I can't say what it is,
I certainly can
This
insincerity, a
narcotic cherub of faith.
An
amethyst apocalypse wanders into this bed.
I can't understand why you don't know
why an
Amethyst apocalypse crawls into your head
Why don't you just lay down and take that silly pill?
In the
whisps of cloud you will confide
it is of airy
insanity
why then, cling you to the
uniformity
when all it brings is
pain and hate
will you falter like you do
at your mother's gunpoint gravestone.
will you falter like you do
at your mother's gunpoint gravestone?