The signs of progress
Combatting all destinies
It’s not for nothing that I impress
On myself what I should be
I know I need it
No, there is no freedom
There’s a missing piece
The howling energy
Is a shining vacancy
Thinking I’d survive with everything I was gaining
Behind the curtain I was sinking
With everything I’m supposed to be
I’m waiting for the fall
I’ve been dreaming of somewhere seeing
Us close to the knives
If I could have a morning
To have a moment
A silver lining
Id stick them in, twist them down, bury with ease
Power bastard
Pathetic master
I’m reliving Saturn eating
His flesh is everything of mine
You took it all and left me nothing
Laid me in a hole
For death to feed on