Disturbed

the weight of the world came crashing down thoughts of suicide and I'm running wild one can climax in a dream with an evil scream all your weight falls on me it brings me down eyes, hands & feet Shadows block the surface of the moon as you hide away in your lagoon you contructed pyramids to honor the dead what is going on inside are head lazy diamond studded flunkies yet the equestrian horse sits idol on the very edge of the room shallow promises will seal your tomb in my lifetime it was a will for power perhaps I'll have to take a cold shower filter through the noise with a pinch of gravity somehow we take things in stride or let it be life is like a roller coaster with all it's twist and turns one soul soars while the other will soon burn maybe its in extasy or desires and dreams things caught up in the means yet we have come this close not to turn back now we vacation in Florida then return to the plough there's a dozen of thoughts in my head living in the land of the walking dead can't even think to dismiss this earthly bliss with a time well spent in thought having a dozen of pots in your sink we torture ourselves from deep inside many want to run away and hide then to stay in the game the thought to light the flame why is everybody insane ?