I stepped into the swamp again
I gave one more chance to the honest word
I wandered about barren lands
To leave behind my fragile world
My fragile world I left behind
A shelter made of fond delusion
The mockery of space and time
The palace of illusions
Like the acid, it perforates my soul
What a painful transmutation
Will I be more at the end?
Dispossessed from my skin
I flounder in the sand
Demolished by a single touch
Maledicting myself
Like the acid, it perforates my soul
What a painful transmutation
Will I be more at the end? |
