Since the age of fourteen
I felt like I was someone else,
Mom never got through me
I broke the lamp in half,
Satan was there I now know,
Mom even said I had he’s eyes,
Then the guitar broke It wasn’t much of a show,
Oh how the world is filled with lies,
I await for the day when the world dies,
Then drugs and alcohol stank into my mind,
I drove with him as fast as I can go,
And I hit a tree and left some traces behind,
I’m alive a miracle I should know,
Still his voice was there saying hello-hello,
And I painted his eye day to day,
With a few skulls in grey shades,
In his govern I was along his way,
Oh how my soul did slowly fade,
Then God came and showed me things,
The voices now lesser than ever before,
For his voice familiar I know what he brings,
But still his prism and his eye shines evermore,
For many blind man that breathes in ignorance,
Surely it is not a bliss but merely catching enforcements,
Oh how man drown in ambition,
Don’t they know that this world is transient?
Continue and die a fool,
You are but merely a master puppet’s tool,
Wake up man this world is not what you envision,
It is not long till the eye would breathe ,
The world would shake in its own collision,
There will come a day where all souls would leave.