the power of denial – a rough

read my lips, hear my words
listen or dont, i realy cant give a fuck
there is so much to dream for, a glint of a future
so much to die for – better go for it all

all the promises made by the face in the mirror
oh, this must be pure wisdom, nigh the only one left
as the pressure builds, every day deep inside me
i’ve got no way to run but the unchallenged truth

weak, meek, a soul yet unbroken
a stripe of raw flesh upon that i have not yet pissed
sleek, calculating, i reside next to god
you will not see me coming, i am part of you

discarding all lessons in a life of regrets
has not brought but a glimpse of contempt itself
i am war, i am terror, the inevitable conscience
i am you, you are me, we are truth, we are here

weak, meek, a soul yet unbroken
a stripe of raw flesh upon that i have not yet pissed
sleek, calculating, i’ve become omnipresent
you will not see me running, i am more than you now

bestial lust for just one ounce more
umbral devotion
never once met.