i write this down and hate what i can see - past reflections of guilt and apathy.
a different man in a different time, cold as the world turns to ice.
imprisoned my body, ive embraced hatred.
my weakness is my vice.
a different man in a different time, cold as the world turns to ice.
but for the first time, i can finally see what truth.
finding clarity, speak louder.
speak to me.
ive wasted my life away, my actions disrupt peace, uproot foundations.
cause for the first time i can define what this means for me.
i can see what this means to me.
i know what this means.
ill never live for anything else but this.
the only things ive ever learned from the world: lies, power, greed.
i want truth and clarity, give me hope, give me something to live for, give me something to die for.

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