Artifex
Imagery is a tricky thing
Taking a pen, and making it sing
Imbuing the paper and making it scream
Bringing new life into everything
All we really desire is a place to find solace
A place that could solve all our problems
A sage or guru among the hollows
Adventure ensues encompasses then swallows
You whole
Test me
Bring new meaning to what it is we see
I'm asking
If seeing is believing, what if We see differently than the masses so clasp in
Shackles
The cold steel brushes my wrists
As if
Death's frozen hands were amiss
It's moments like this
That relieve us of bliss
Gripping tightly don't forget how chilling this is
Imagery is a tricky thing
Taking a pen, and making it sing
Imbuing the paper and making it scream
Bringing new life into everything
Glancing all around as everything is beginning to bloom now
The colors are so loud, breathing like they're now my crowd
No, they agreed to be my allies, I hear how they are all so wise
Granting me the tools to bring a reality I like
I'll build a kingdom on top of my demise
As I bring myself back to life
These concrete walls descend their gaze
Suggesting that I change my ways
To finally relieve this crimson haze
I can finally go my own way
Today
Taking a pen, and making it sing
Imbuing the paper and making it scream
Bringing new life into everything
All we really desire is a place to find solace
A place that could solve all our problems
A sage or guru among the hollows
Adventure ensues encompasses then swallows
You whole
Test me
Bring new meaning to what it is we see
I'm asking
If seeing is believing, what if We see differently than the masses so clasp in
Shackles
The cold steel brushes my wrists
As if
Death's frozen hands were amiss
It's moments like this
That relieve us of bliss
Gripping tightly don't forget how chilling this is
Imagery is a tricky thing
Taking a pen, and making it sing
Imbuing the paper and making it scream
Bringing new life into everything
Glancing all around as everything is beginning to bloom now
The colors are so loud, breathing like they're now my crowd
No, they agreed to be my allies, I hear how they are all so wise
Granting me the tools to bring a reality I like
I'll build a kingdom on top of my demise
As I bring myself back to life
These concrete walls descend their gaze
Suggesting that I change my ways
To finally relieve this crimson haze
I can finally go my own way
Today
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Writer(s): The Laughing Men
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