Album: Hidden in the Rust - Single
Lifeless Eyes stare
At Flickering screens
Listless I'm searching
For whatever ever means
I'm a Ghost in this nightmare
Haunting these hallowed halls of memories I find no solace in this silent,
I find no comfort in these dreams
Afraid to question.
Afraid of what it might mean Afraid of the unknown
And where it might lead.
There is something out there
The kind of truth of truth
That bleeds disbelief
Was I born of Flesh and Blood?
To die in the shadow of some machine.
Is it okay to question? Should I just believe?
Is it okay to be angry?
Can there be some disbelief? Afraid of answers.
Afraid of what it might mean Afraid of the unknown and Where it might lead?
There is something out there
The kind of truth of truth
That bleeds disbelief
Was I born of Flesh and Blood?
To die in the shadow of some machine. There is something in here
Hidden in the rust of this machine. Broken memories and tears Frozen forever on a broken screen.
We are bound by our confusion. We created what we created
In pushing the bounds of evolution We became what we once hate.
There is something out there
The kind of truth of truth
That bleeds disbelief
Was I born of Flesh and Blood?
To die in the shadow of some machine. There is something in here
Hidden in the rust of this machine. Broken memories and tears Frozen forever on a broken screen. There is some out there.
We are bound by our confusion. We created what we created
In pushing the bounds of evolution We became what we once hate.
There is something out there
The kind of truth of truth
That bleeds disbelief
Was I born of Flesh and Blood?
To die in the shadow of some machine.
Between the Rust
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