Time

Being shackled to a couple of dead man than thrown off from a boat The river Styx is so polluted with lost and abandonned souls Screaming bullets riddle the twighlight piercing holes into the night Incarseration within a bubble ready to burst inside my mind The language barrier has thickened as communication begins to die Am I being disassembled, disconnected, sent to a desert and classified Because I am nothing but an empty shell a former image of myself Just give my hands a steal bible and watch me live through hell Where prayers echo into the infinate but are as shallow as a cell So sit upon your angry chair where noone cares to hear the stories that you tell The Deciever likes to whisper the wrong choices into my ear But I believe remorse leads to redemption so I shall not fear You see I am not frightened by darkness and I am not afraid of heights I was nurtured in a dark womb and since birth Ive been reaching for the sky Peripheral vision is no illusion because I can see you by my side Just give me the stripes that I came for and let me do my time