A song about sacrifice, from a fictional character I created called Ryan Lyandree. |
-Déjà vu- Locked inside this prison again I’m searching through my muscles I’m searching through my brain I’m searching for a spec of truth and evidence. Hot blooded and hard headed… Where do I go now? I’m so tempted, about to tear off this shell I’m so tempted to step in, deeper, further I’m so tempted to plunge down where I fell Not much of a hell if it’s a temporary shelter. My greatest concern is now the scars I could leave on the way through… And so I fear of what I might find behind that door And then I think maybe it’s not worth drowning here for Terrified of repetition circling around times infinite I am afraid I still can’t define my own existence. In desperation I find some solace… I see the light at this gaping hole Sucking in through this tunnel Particles and molecules revolt Forming a line, a path to follow. Déjà vu, I’ve been in this place Still searching through my muscles Still searching through my brain The neuron system gives a jump start to start all over again… So bloated and cold hearted… Where should I look now? I’m so tempted, about to tear off this shell I’m so tempted to step in, deeper, further I’m so tempted to plunge down where I fell Not much of a hell if it’s a temporary shelter. My greatest concern is now the trace I could leave on the way through… And so I fear of what I might get if I look some more And then I think maybe it’s not worth drowning here for Terrified of repetition circling around times infinite I am afraid I still can’t define my own existence. In such uneasiness I came across a relief… I see the light at this gaping hole Sucking in through this tunnel Particles and molecules revolt Forming a line, a path to follow. My sweat, my saliva, my blood Detached from my flesh Won’t be in vain I won’t let it be. |