Your thirst inside of you.

Tired, I'm swimming in disappointment surrounding you.
With devilishly sonic sounds, dressing around you.
Constructing for the next empty hole, of what is next.

If you, took a look into the hole in my mind...
You'd see a glimpse of the obvious solution.
Incoherent and illiterate to the riddles inside.

I said no stop. You don't know what your doing.
Please stop this. This redundant carousel you're on.
I said no stop. You don't know what your doing.
Please stop this. This redundant carousel you're on.

Blessed, the mistaken misfortune you ask for. It's been written.
It will cast spells to the minds of vision. Vision they lack.
They won't see the unraveled, metallic, truth.

O no, I can't look at whats inside. It will ruin my mind.
Can you believe in what you have never been burned from?

I said no stop. You don't know what your doing.
Please stop this. This redundant carousel you're on.
I said no stop. You don't know what your doing.
Please stop this. This redundant carousel you're on.

As the screams owned by me continue the screen flickers.
On and off the track I wish my mind would stay on.
To fix a remedy, a blank room with you.

Those are not your intentions are they?
Then why do I see them...

Why do I see them in your hand?

I said no stop. You don't know what your doing.
Please stop this. This redundant carousel you're on.

Reviews

[Natalie C]

"O no, I can't look at what's inside. It will ruin my mind."

Don't I know that all too well. Wonderfully said, sometimes one leaves things unsaid, unexplored for one's personal sanity. However, suppression never helps, does it? In the end everything surfaces, leaving scars far more hideous than what originally would have been.

Nice piece, very thought provoking and the repeated lines once again provides a wonderful over all lyrical feel to it.