The Father

On the corner of a bad idea and too much time
I made designs
To occupy my existence with narcissistic
Plans to conquer life

If you knew what i've done and saw me playing
Savior to none you would run away
As i bide my time to hide my crime
I'm aware of the terror i know to be mine

I know i left you hanging
I know my silence sealed your fate
I know i should have said the things i hid
But i was too afraid

I'm claiming solace out of turn
I'm shedding tears i don't deserve
I entertain the pain ingrained
In sorrow that i'll never earn

I am the victim of the villainy i made
And now i won't participate
In what may be the only way to make it right

I am the target of my own incarnate hate
If i can kill the thing that's killing me
One of us is gonna have to die

I am the victim of the villainy i made
And now i won't participate
In what may be the only way to make it right

I am the target of my own incarnate hate
If i can kill the thing that's killing me
One of us is gonna have to die

I hunt the demon while
The demon's hunting me
And stake my one last shot at happiness
On murdering the fiend

And i believe if i survive the night
Then i might be at peace
But when i hear the screams, it always seems
The murderer is me

And i refuse to play with the demons i made
And i ran away from the plans i laid
And i won't admit that i know i quit
When i know i should have stayed

And i refuse to admit to the part i played
To the innocent lives the i could have saved
And the realization i can't escape
That i am the monster that i made