Lucid Connection

Paralyzed
Close my eyes, the embrace of oppression draws near, the depression my one true fear

Deprived divinity, the absence of our frailty built up by lords of sand hindering our unity
Options present, a valued view of cruelty, punishment for all of us, through messages of lunacy

Not being able to leave the state
Subliminal intentions to forever be haunting my mind

Dread and demise, hints of drifting away before my eyes
Forced to rot in a grave made of skin and bone

Honest preacher, divisible oh hear our divide
We found our answers through avoiding you and foolish demise
A depth of vision, a question without answer or prize
I'm losing my mind every single time I close my eyes

Kingdoms of ash, torn between the schism of a mental defracture
Should I stay, or should I watch my demise
Actions interest the few who watch with sinful pride

Hysterical solutions pester me when I meet dawn's warm embrace
Closing in on my own fiendish belief
Frozen in a state of panic

Devoured by an ambitious delusion
Devour my wish to be alone
Oh dear woman in my sleep, release me from the visions I fear
This desire to fall deep

Drown when I'm alone
Elapsed by time and the thoughts of being home
Collapsed by the benign feeling
Pressured by the weight falling from my shoulders to my chest

As a chapel marks us all, we allow our minds to take a fall
Consumed by righteous light, ominous with doubt
Regrettable decisions filling our mouths as we speak with delusions

Our fiendish morality beckons us to derail our choices to greedy desires
Fueled into motionless towers
Leaning into the graves of our fathers
Looking into ourselves to find nothing but worthless answers
Wondering if the landscape made by our hands can be worth all this disaster



Credits
Writer(s): Desolate Blight
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