I feel the relief from the solid gold torture.
(Pain)
Life, lie, fly, die. Salvation comes from within.
My friend this is it, come with me
you see without creation.
Let them go, your demons are slain,
Your pain is forever more, immortality.
Look up, do you see? your staring back at me.
I torture myself bit by bit, you will be free from this artificial heaven.
Lies you feed me, truth I hear.
Your words are nothing but apathetic meanings.
I lost myself so long ago, this reoccurring shame
Wearing sheets of white satin and deceit.
We walk alone down the empty path,full of light and lies.
Just one more time, I need you, I pray for this.
Insanity, its what makes me tick.
Its not enough, I want to see the light,
take me there again, one last time, one last time.
Floating away I see myself, only I am to late, crashing again.
Its over, as I set up for another.
Save me now, take me from temptation, and scarlet desire.
The clouds begin to clear, and I see myself standing here
A junkie.
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