The truth lies just beyond our reach
too far for us to grasp...

How long ago was it?
when no longer could i make the pieces fit...

I have never been seen as myself
Only as an image upon a shelf...

As i look into the eyes of a devil
i know that I had never before really seen evil...

Does the writing of these words have any true...

Speak to me. Offer me some comfort other than the...

The flame that consumes all shall be my...

Upon these lips, the words take form
a mask based on false emotions...

The blood pounds within my veins
And the anger is all that remains...

Never let you see me cry
Never let you know I want to die...

Days laid to waste only hoping for a chance
Waiting to see if you save me the last dance...

Think back to the memories of old
To the stories in which as children we were told...