The Stranded

Frantic ants and worms fading into black
I can’t recognize the face staring in the mirror
Guess it should be me or what I was supposed to be
I know – ...

Foul figures twisting, turning, dancing on a string
Glossy carbon hearts and veins of glass, unhuman
Freaks marching on to a better day, sad make beli...

A better kind of submission
Another silent prey
A new wingbeat of perdition slowly surfing through reveries
Of sulphur skies
Inhaling poisonous vapors...

Entrance to the sheer process
Of stripping the memories from your mind
Through loss and understanding
Realize you’re just a product of your time
Nothi...

As shackles glimmer
Beneath the impassible grin of the stars
A scavenger lingers
Sustained by hollowness and plastic gods
Downfall of us all
It’s too ...

Now break the cycle
And force a change
For the wings of destiny
Have failed to beat
You never really wanted aid or protection
And never will
You never...

Lashing a curse in the cold acid rain
Carving a smile with the blade of delusion
Colors bright but the smell is the same
The stench of puke that feeds...

Gather all the storming echoes in the breeze
Give voice to chaos a free-ride unleashed
No sure companion, no trustable fool
I invite you to seek me ch...

He crosses the entrance and stands in the cold
A lifetime away still feels like home
But no the time has come to never be alone again