It Is I

How are we supposed to feel
When the terrors of our demons
Become revealed
What are we supposed to say
When all hope fades away

From the shadow emerges a figure here
Standing on the edge
Looking down

He whispers words
That seem so calcified
He tells me lies
That I believe

Confrontation
Dark hands are strangeling
This guilt devour's hearts
Alive

How are we supposed to feel
What are we supposed to say



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