This Voice

by Wishmaster   Sep 9, 2008


Under the sky
We all remain
But we think we're so high
But we're criminally insane

Going down, all we do
No one left there will be
And this will happen to you
And I know it will happen to me

This sound of madness
This bedlam noise
This state of blissfulness
Is what these voices enjoys

Before this fire
Came only nothing
Before this burning desire
There was not anything

These voices in my head
Give me all the love I need
I see bodies, broken and dead
As they begin to bleed

I hate to love
And I love to hate
And as a result of
This horrible fate

These voices cry out
When I do what is right
And I cannot do without
This dark light

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