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A slave of what has been

And what will become

Constantly seeking

But finding nothing at all

In wait for a bright future

But bogged down by a bleak past

Trying to find the way forward

But blocking your own path

Filling up with false hope

To numb yourself from the pain

Deep down inside

A barrier of the spirit

Your purpose denied

Anguish the master

Wandering in an obscure night

Feeling like I've lost all hope

Struck with love's anxiety

I went forth, nobody saw me

Going from my house, where things are left unstirred

I Ventured into the world wide dream

The mass hallucination before me

This culture of madness

Manifests a nausea in us all

Overwhelming power it has

To twist and turn our desires

As we bow down to the mechanisms

Of our own unraveling

Seeking our destruction

Caught in a web

Of confusion

Sucking us dry

Our blood running cold

Hoping it'll be over quick

Stick a needle in

Making you sick

Chills running up your spine

Wondering if it's worth it at all

And if you wander in the night

You will lose all sight

The passage of time

Will always remind

As you descend into your mind

Your heart torn apart

Writhing in agony as you

Try to piece it back together

Offering Solace

With this Madness

That has been unleashed on all mankind

Lost Souls we are

Wandering in the Wilderness

Seeking ourselves

Finding the unexpected

Manifesting repression

Staring forth beneath the illusion

Echoes of The Blind

Calls of The Torn