The Lake...

Silence has said, will you ever hear a sound

we have lost again what had thought to find

you're ignorace, you're miserable

your tear my veins, the words are much to sore

We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before

despair and shame of life, you're always asking more

we walk across the land we've never crossed before

the purest kind of mask is all you're longing for

Born in the dirt, i was the slow-watcher

grown in the pain, no change of attitude

we've run after the years that crawl

but you never felt my depth of soul

We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before

despair and shame of life, you're always asking more

we've walked across the land kept by the holy ghost

but i never feel the same, god knows i tried...