What now?
Lies or Confusion?
Misunderstanding or Malice?
The truth is all I seek.
Give me something to believe.
Taint the starry sky.
Where even the truth speaks deception.
Believe this,
Believe nothing.
Who are you?
Why am I?
What were we?
Do I love?
Do I hate?
Feel or Fall?
Give me something to believe,
Taint the Stars.
The memories are hell and heaven entwined.
To one side I walk,
To the other, I cry.
Give me something to trust,
Yet what is this word?
To Trust.
To Muster the will to move along and turn a blind eye to the past.
To us? Trust speaks in tongues.
It's hieroglyphs read nothing we understand.
Taint the sun,
Its blazing light turns to showers of fear.
The rain turns red.
Show me something to believe,
Grant me reprieve,
N'er shall I see the same.
~Robert van Lingen
