Where are you now? The inevitable has dawned upon us I hope your sanctuary is safe and sound
The sirens guide me to a place my heart calls home
I will not become a victim of the same plague That cured you of the ailment of life And I will not succumb to the ways of the one Who conceived my dreams And turned them into reality
You were the becoming of all that I am Without your light to guide me through Incomplete, I stand
And now alone, I bear The measures of what it takes to become a man
How do I fight When my hands are tied? I can't see through this darkness That surrounds me
I need your hand To hold my head up high To close these wounds And alleviate the bleeding
I'll return to my place of burdening That lies six feet beneath the earth I'll become as pure As what I buried here
I am the creator, the architect of this desolate structure That confines me within my own imperfection
I'll leave all ills and infirmity behind To return to the one that dwells in the depths of my mind Sleeping in the same bed that you reside in tonight, I will abandon my superficiality My once saviour
Teach me to save myself
How do I fight When my hands are tied? I can't see through this darkness That surrounds me
I need your hand To hold my head up high To close these wounds And alleviate the bleeding