Mistakes were made
Truths were bent and broken
Words best left unspoken
Shouted, echo endlessly
Memories repressed
Lives lived on with blinded eyes
Gospels written of our lies.
Marching on unceasingly

Sinking Into Legend, Fallacy

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or will your morals start to crumble down
Are you able to see the end of a cathartic fable

No weight to lies
carved deep into stone
The form lies waiting here
cold and alone
We lack the words to set it free
None knowing whom we can believe
You could find your way from here,
But would you even try?

Would you even, would you even try?

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or will your morals start to crumble down
Are you able to see the end of a cathartic fable

Would you even try? HAY

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call your home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or your morals start to crumble down
Will you ever see the end?

Where will you go
Will you find a place to call home
Will you find the happiness that you’ve been searching for
Will you live a life so noble
Or will your morals start to crumble down
Will you ever see the end of a cathartic fable?

If you could write an escape plan
Would you even try?