House Left Empty

Wander around in this freshly opened grave, the flower scent still lingering

To build with compassions hand and the strength, with all structure subject to nature

Was it ever the way we imagined?

Plotting on the downfall in the fact that we only want the things that are destined far away

So when do you want the yield?

Today in the sweet enchantment of a total silence or tomorrow with its structural melody of maybes

Decide and turn your head to watch the banners fly

Never will we be in comparison -- for right and wrong to constant their opinion for the sake of destiny

This is the last time, no clock for kill time

Escape now to sleep till...

"Cannot we begin reaching inward, our pieces functioning as the clue?"

Going on to visualize the escape

Are you trying to talk or listen?

Are you hearing or proclaiming?

These words were sent out for the final signal

Signal

This is the end for your meaning that was lost in the interpretation

Situation cutting for the cause of your fear

Out you grasp for a hand, severed hand...

I've seen you before - grabbing at every neck that walks by

Sifting through words hoping to catch me on my knees praying towards Jerusalem

I can see the hate in your eyes.

The story of an actor called "you" followed by lies

It's your mirror, but who forgot their face?

You!

You!

You've tried your last try

I'm running the race even if you think I'm not fit for the prize

And i pray that God will perhaps grant you repentance

His hands are open and the only bond between two people is trust, but you've lost that trust

A fist full of shame and a heart full of strife, spreading a message with the name cancer

Hope plays role that falling loves

Escape!

Run!

Escape!