Nosferatu Anxiety Two

In the scheme of things I want to believe that everything is gonna be alright, nosferatu has his hand on the switch and he's about to turn out the lights. That evil grin, the stagnant sin of letting life pass you by because the fear of your future which is looking more bleak than bright Where do you step off from here when the stones beneath your feet are falling further into the abyss and the monster churns the screams. Sucking you into its gullet, we are nutrients to the machine, metal spokes and sulfuric smoke constantly needing to feed Hand in hand we take our stand like sloppy spaghetti strings, fighting for all the wrong reasons and needing a spotlight just to see But the appendage we clasp is cold as ice when we melt into the fray, waiting for the only feeling you get from the burn of a razor blade Ignorance is bliss and sealed with a kiss then silently tucked away, the fear we feel in darkness, unjustified I must say What you can't see won't hurt you or is that what I want you to believe? Take a moment to make your decision, it's the only way out, you see?