Trading the Circle For the Sphere
Heaven comes to hypnotise
Hell will come to take my eyes
Whichever way, I’ll never say
Defiance tries to find some light
My betrayal always picks the night
Whichever choice, I lose my voice
Realise I’m choosing a number
Deny that I can not cast asunder
The lies, worms, conflict and thunder
Fading away as I come to wonder
I’m dying to appreciate
Everything I’ve grown to hate
Whichever way, I can not stay
Confusion and some silent guilt
Infuse my pride, infusion’s built
No more choice, I lack the voice
Surprise, I’m choosing a number
Denial comes as I cast asunder
I tried, got struck down by thunder
Fading again as I come to wonder
Deafening skies of fear
Eluding pain, I run from here
Whichever way, I know I’ll pay
Blinding me, daylight has grown
The shadows cast are all I’ve known
I have no choice, I can’t atone
Surprise, I forget the number
Denial came and it got cast asunder
Screw lies, I have conflict and thunder
Breathing again as I live to wonder
To try again will close the window
I died again and I painted a picture
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2005
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