Enigma
The haze exhumes his path
He finds his way, for death to meet his wrath
Where the days are gone and his time has passed
Faceless trees will weep and laugh
As he drives his blade from out his back
(Out his back)
The enigma of rage drives his way
The enigma of rage drives his blade
Sorrows no more felt in his pain
His sorrows are dulled by the edge of his blade
He feels fear turn to rage
Twists the knife; turns the page
He abandons love; his mind a stage
He abandons blood; he turns the page
He turns the page
Passion before principle, he lusts for the-blood responsible
(The one who carries away)
Fire of his heart ignited
Mis'ry and sorrow dulled
His senses become tunneled
Abandoned angels gaze from treetops
Observing the struggle of the mortal flame
The cold erodes the life around him
But the flame even faster burns it away
He feels fear turn to rage
Twists the knife; turns the page
He abandons love; his mind a stage
He abandons blood; he turns the page
He turns the page
Is he responsible for the blood on his hands
When the blood burned his bridges into ash and sand
Is he to blame for the shame in his head
Or should he twist the knife harder until all is quiet again
He finds his way, for death to meet his wrath
Where the days are gone and his time has passed
Faceless trees will weep and laugh
As he drives his blade from out his back
(Out his back)
The enigma of rage drives his way
The enigma of rage drives his blade
Sorrows no more felt in his pain
His sorrows are dulled by the edge of his blade
He feels fear turn to rage
Twists the knife; turns the page
He abandons love; his mind a stage
He abandons blood; he turns the page
He turns the page
Passion before principle, he lusts for the-blood responsible
(The one who carries away)
Fire of his heart ignited
Mis'ry and sorrow dulled
His senses become tunneled
Abandoned angels gaze from treetops
Observing the struggle of the mortal flame
The cold erodes the life around him
But the flame even faster burns it away
He feels fear turn to rage
Twists the knife; turns the page
He abandons love; his mind a stage
He abandons blood; he turns the page
He turns the page
Is he responsible for the blood on his hands
When the blood burned his bridges into ash and sand
Is he to blame for the shame in his head
Or should he twist the knife harder until all is quiet again
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Writer(s): Justin Kripas
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