Upon a throne of doubt I sat
Contemplating where my life was at
And in that certain way, fate smiled
Fate smiled on me
They say such foolish dreams could never manifest into reality
They’ll wish we never made a sound
WE ARE A LACK OF SILENCE
Our shadows seen on the horizon
A cloud of smoke is billowing
Why do we carry these torches around?
In hopes to burn everything to the ground
As though it never happened we’ll carry on
Climbing towards the final destination
Our final resting place
Every breath that we now take
Every moment that we’re awake
We can’t forget we could be alone in this world
Strive for this as though it’s your magnum opus
They’ll wish we never made a sound
Strange
How I can feel trapped in a room with so many exits
Overwhelming
As the air escapes my lungs
The sound of the thunder masking the footsteps
Of potential stalkers in my home
It’s frightening to think of what is out there
To think I’m not alone
The paranoia has set in
My neck is stiff from looking over my shoulder every minute
Set me ablaze and extinguish me in salt
I know no rapture such as this
Tie my limbs to four separate horses
And when you see fit - crack the whip
A MUFFLED SCREAM IS JUST A WHISPER
Intruder, string me up in your vocal cords
Sing me to sleep, I’m hanging on your every word
No one’s impervious to the unknown
Nothing’s innocuous after what I’ve been shown
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