Schizophreniality

I don't think I knew
What crippled my past is what made me now
The lights spread in a blinding way
Not to lead us to reality

Before I've woken my mind up
Before I've slain my doubts inside
I'll crawl and chase the world outside

I don't think I drew
The first blood in a parody of war
The liquid itself so volatile it fades
Not to touch another wound, scar of reality

After I've bought something to end
After I've got something to bleed for
I shall mark the land I'll fall on