He sees it in their eyes
Those that seeth with fire
Those that are cold blue
But all those come to a standstill

Where does it root he wonders
From whence come those desires
Are we driven by them so blindly
With no sense of what cause them

Fear, damn fear has it masked you
Has it gone deep to the realms
Where you no longer admit its presence
Or has it took to the shape of vengeance

An illusion is what we believe to be true
Wonder not its your head that'll soon be due
So stop ripping yourself apart already
For one day it should come to end inevitably


© Rakushe