Empty Faces
Dust Bolt
Grown up in this world confused
From birth to death this life abused
Base motives that rule our forgotten core
I'd rather disappear and do not wanna see
The ones I need my enemies
We had to chance to live in peace but chose war
It's not the story we tell, it's about the story we live
Mind polluted from a constant lie
As long as we fall we're meant to live in pain
Until we die
It grieves me to see that we've lost our life, dead
Release me I can't take any more
Lifeless cold bodies, as a plague for themselves
Won't discern from the living dead
But does anybody else?
Do they know the pain? And breathe the air I breathe?
Lost and drowned identities these empty faces hunting me
Empty
I can't eradicate my mind
Got used to live this daily fight
Gotta deal with being the one to hate myself
Do I differ from anybody else?