4.Laments Of An Icarus
Now it's always been a riddle
Misanthrope, you always pursued a valid reason
You know, to be wrong with a reason You are what you are
But your ever present subliminal self bends the black You
sleep so tight
but dreamless Facing forward Dawn's edge, the supplement to
destiny's ender
You smother all the words you have never said, with a mouth
filled with empathy
Words can be an enemy you can never say you're sorry 'cause
you're a pretender
Unpretend Fall from grace unconcealed Just a phase
Summer's bruise Turn a wrench
Bottled thoughts Blind eye stare Look out of the window
You stare in the face of a widow Drink up, like a lover You
recreate all that's over
The turn of the tide You're used up Just take it like a man,
All you must do is confess
The truth is a knife You are but one One Straight answer
What is it？ Sculpture of an obsession A sound so profound it
sings you back to hell The system's architecture
frames the antidote's gift Winter summer cycle moves
erratic, follow me Aphrodite
Faithless The one broken The one who can bend a spoon with
his will Bow down Here's my antidote
Priceless honest reaction (come on, come on) Take it, take it,
more
Just another day in the rain, and a sure shot inside the game
Walk the dead man directly to his grave
Without mourning, without nothing Be the same
Divide by numbers, all uncovered
Narrowed down from three to none my brother
And the nearest beacon cries I'm sober
But the truth remain unspoken
Cynic without anger
And a lover without passion
And a fighter with a complex
Worship your own cancer
And a lesson without meaning
It a lesson for the feeble
Branded by all-in-one frights
Antagonist, become my downfall
I'm just a man and I can't grasp it all
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