I sit inside the circle within many circles of this existence / equations, formulations in patience and nature’s mystics / intrinsic forensics, introspective, and pain exquisite / assuming the role again and playing way too safe to risk it / cuz I’ve seen it in your eyes and the limits that’s placed upon ‘em with the burden no one chooses / I clench my two fists too much to lose it / in whosit and whatsit / a fallen angel’s final plummet emanating up from my stomach / like I can’t trace the basis of what surrounds me / paradise lost from all the doubting / I count the numbered days in repetitionist cycle duality / to read between the lines inside a heathen’s mind set / so I step back into infinite oblivion / beckon the calling from Midian, listening to the walls when they speak / in tongues of purest blasphemy, and as for me, they drown me in a rhapsody of ash and alcohol, cuz I’ve fallen deep /

Chorus: Many reasons deem this right, but am I coming too close / because I’ve read it in your eyes and that’s like seeing a ghost / between this endless loneliness where I’m finding my peace / and to you, I release, I release, I release / the unexplainable is that the silence sings in infamy / and when I look in your direction, these patterns is killing me / but still I see the hidden visions we whisper within the breeze / and to you I release, I release, I release the unexplainable /

I tend to think a little more than I should / retracing the steps that lay dormant in a perfect storm warning / Poseidon resides in the sinless souls that he’s siphoned from the sightless seas with his trident and calls more in / they follow him too / in the kind of way that all of us do / blind ambition, toxic faith marking the sovereign few / who swallow their pride like cyanide pills in mulligan stew / but hindsight is 20/20 and it’s all that I knew from environments / like starting a land war with a million china men / history repeats, so ultimately where’s the cycle end / I’ve seen my rites of passage passing right by again / calling out to claim Leviathan / and I had witnessed the battle in Heaven, composing the seventh trumpet / the pendulum tethering through assumption / the second hand never lies, followed by minutes that offer nothing but a glimpse into a graveside laid for the sake of suffering /

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Have you ever heard the silence / have you actually seen the darkness / paint a picture perfect like portraits in your subconscious / definitive nature, just how regrettable is it / balancing distances between breathing out and breathing in / you’ve never seen words I’m speaking lingering like apparitions above your chamber door / to steal your night like fireflies / my scruples are placed in question / conception of Rorschach image / mimics ink spilt from my pen within between circadian rhythms / where the night’s fall and the day’s break / and the war’s fair, but we’re scared to test fate / dishonesty honestly’s like some whores into sodomy / getting fucked in the end cuz they keep lying for quality purpose / service the servant, the payoff in a virgin’s blood / saturating the soil just enough for the earth to flood / birth to death, my breath’s been tainted with your love / and that I’m gonna take with me until the day they pull the plug /

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