Wrapped in, the heart of a shadow, Paint the mind with a senseless rage, Breathe in, with the secret of the ancient tarnished throne, guiding the soul to a boundless age
I am, leaving with no doubt two steps from a heartless void, Can it be, the edge of sanity, leaving the masses to endure the masked serenity
Wrapped in, the heart of a shadow, Paint the mind with a senseless rage, Breathe in, with the secret of the ancient tarnished throne, guiding the soul to a boundless age
Won't you, guide me to, the world I've inspired in the wrath of fixation, I know, there's a void in my mind where I've lost this creation, Won't you, explain this ideal, with a mind to escape it, I can't endure this illusion when moments can break it
Blurring the lines, where the agony waited to fester in shapeless tides, The apathetic wasted thoughts arrive at the edge of it all
Move now, or forever fixate on the mindless survival, Waiting outside of time, for a love that's untenable lifeless and idle