by Kiera Lordens
My life's been spent making a descent
Into the depths of my mind's darkest ends
Fighting the sins of the demons within
There is no cure anyone could recommend
Now I am torn like paper through thorns
Since I was born, I've been a nearsighted soul
I must sustain all feelings of pain
But all the same, I am losing control
I cannot stay, take me away
Words I can't say going 'round in my mind
I have lost sight of all that is right
Through the night, I am stumbling blind
I have paid the price of my dreams
Only nightmares come true anymore
Oh, I can feel my spirit's torn
Why can't you see what you've done to me?
Suddenly, I am lost in these halls
I cannot wield the sword or the shield
So I must yield to your beck and your call
I realize I'm hypnotized
I close my eyes, but I still see your face
I'm down on my knees, my mind has been seized
By memories that I just can't erase
I have paid the price for too long
I'll walk alone, these halls, to the end
Oh, I won't look behind again
I wonder why there is no reply
Whenever I cry for help in this maze
Now I am sure that there's nothing more
No rewards for surviving this phase
I can assume the walls of these rooms
Are the tombs of others like me
But I have become stronger than one
A champion of my own destiny
I have walked this world for too long
Can no longer be told otherwise
On my own faith, I will rely
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