They swore that this could never truly get this bad
I'm so! so! sure
this is not the world I love
We pass by draped in oblivion
A someone pulls the strings
We hear the blood spill a gallon a second
But all we know to do is watch
Our leash is fairly short
pretty soon now we'll be swallowing bone.
To feel the crunch of something beneath our teeth
To feel that gentle shatter fuel our lives
To show us all some relief
My face in my hands
I huddle by the sadist's feet
My heart in his hands
He weeps as he sips his drink
Who can stop this world
Who can do more than stand aside
Who'll be here to say no
Who can say no
say no
NO
Sleep is too quiet
dreams
are too painful
truth is the bed of this ocean of lies.
Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion
soaking from spirits but still far too dry.
Losing all barbed fences
Lucid - no defenses
"Where is my mother?" the child asked the soldier.
The soldier was watching them both fade away.
Nine words create an oblivion
ocean:
"Dad tell me, will I be dead very long?"
Losing all I lived for. Losing all I fought for.
Oh god if you save them I swear I'll always hold them in my hand!
Oh god if you save them I'd take them west
we'd start again in the promised land.
When life is wearing thin we pray: the gods are close at hand when man is
astray. But when it all is said and done - is he to thank the gods for just
taking his son?
Sleep is too quiet, dreams are too painful
truth is the bed of this ocean of lies.
Words can create an oblivion ocean:
"dad tell me, will I be dead very long?"
Losing all I lived for. Losing all I fought for.
Oh god if you save them I swear I'll always hold them in my hand.
Oh god if you save them I'd take them west
we'd start again (then) in the promised land.
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