Dissolved

Oh how my hate is beckoning me to give into it

The stench of failure seeps through my skin

And takes me once again

With open eyes I look ahead to find my sanctity

But all I find is disappointment

How will my dreams begin?

With all but my mind

Closed over

I’ll break the hold from this agonising suffocation

That drags me down

They say that I’ve been catatonic

A fragment of a man

Now with the pieces I have now found

Will I be whole?

The choices I’ve made

Have brought me here

The choices I make

Will be my last chance

In times like these we see what has become of man dissolve

Our empathy is weaning and our formula life is wrong

Is wrong

Inside of me the battle rages on with no relief

My mind is ripe with indecision

There’s something more to this

So tell me what am I supposed to do with empathy?

These problems that I see before me are what’s to come

I am hated and

I have suffered and

I have seen the truth for what I’ve become

I have denied and

I am denial and

I have severed ties with all that I know

The choices I’ve made

Have brought me here

The choices I make

Dissolve

The things we see inside are more true than we once realised,

Now we stand and hesitate.

The difference is that I've accepted what I've become.

Erased all I know. Stood on the outside.

Will I get one more chance to redeem myself for what I’ve done?

In times like these we see what has become of man dissolve

Our empathy is weaning and our formula life is wrong

In times like these we see what has become of man dissolve

(We see it all dissolve, we see it all)

Our empathy is weaning and our formula life is wrong