Mist Förständet

Staring blind into the abyss that is myself

Left with knowledge

Left with fear and despair

Of what this existance turned out to be

Days goes by yet I cannot seem to

Find the strength to carry on

Further down, into the darkness

Clawing for something to give this worth

This gruesome pain is more than I deserve

Still I can do nothing but carry on

I must let go of the illusion

Or the anxiety will never end

I can't imagine how it must feel, when this is over

To let go of the foolish illusion of some sort of control

You delve inside

You try to save yourself

As you're falling apart

And I would smile to silence your question

Then crown you as the king of fools

For the only way out of this dilemma is to move along

And give them what they want but then you're fucked

Let the lions led the way

Or you will end up as their prey

Hear them roar, they will roar until you've

Perfected your stature, perfect your stature

You'll cut yourself upon the pieces

When you walk on the crushed mirror shambles

Let the blood find it's way through your skin

I repent this act where chaos reign

Idolized by those who stay

In the endless gray

But it will be worse, so much worse

There's thousands of evils

I see them all

How viciously they encircle me

And at my feet forever fall