Torn toungs and blisstered throats,
All past on when the future tortuous.
Discontent of all too simple options,
By the misconduct youth.
And with the crack of memories,
The equation of truth becomes:
Mortification - in silence.
Sacrification - needlessly.
Sacrification - meaninless.
Mortification - in times.
Imprisoned weakness the firmest ways,
To obtain the right path.
Wingspread cut when they hit the sunlight,
The option considered: Machinae supremacy.
The empty bodies and broken dreams,
Have becomed nothing but faded memories.
Mortification - in silence.
Sacrification - needlessly.
Sacrification - meaninless.
Mortification - in times.
When every option is considered;
However improbable,
Must be the thruth.
When every option is considered;
However improbable,
Must be the thruth.
Years of silence beg for a future,
Stuck in mire with a memories.
Fragements of time and promises of heaven,
Further away from solving the mystories.
Further away from solving the mystories.
Further away from solving the mystories.
Death, the element of remaining.
Blackend thought infested spread inside,
Within the cancer of youth ethernal.
A way to soften these forward motions,
And to embelish this bleeding internal.
Blackend thought infested spread inside,
Within the cancer of youth ethernal.
A way to soften these forward motions,
And to embelish this bleeding internal.
