Self-Pollution

I will shake the mountains With the silence of season I will graze the skyline With the angels and demons I will scavenge the forests To become my own dreamer I will travel my own way But with true self-believers I will find only rain Losing my shelter I’m playing one more game Once I remember I felt her I will not go there again I will squeeze my soul Just hold it one more day Until I crawl out of this hole I will find only blood Religious preaching I even feel the flood Of your self-hated reaching I’m walking on alone So numb that I fall down I guess I should have known I am polluted with your sounds