Ma'anish - Heal

Idol

A misprocess in creation of man
Leaving us starving
Leaving us hollow
Never to be satisfied
Flawed from birth, twisted perfectionist
Driving himself
Into delirium
Fighting a war that can never be won

In his dreams he sees a perfect self
The mirror now a mockery
Reminding him of what he still is
What he shall never be

Perfection, solitary confinement
Forced upon all those
Starving
Hollow
As I have craved, so I've achieved
And yet at the top of my ivory tower
The view bears none
All I can see is
My Twisted beautiful fantasy
My Final form

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Writer(s): Dor Rosenthal
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