The Architect

In these last days, my apathy remains The sky has cleared but what I've feared still reigns This self-deception has evolved to torture me This is what I get for staring at the sun There's a noose around my neck, but it hasn't tightened yet Will I take the fall Engulfed within, these delusions cave in The architect of what is left now hangs This self-deception has evolved to torture me This is what I get for staring at the sun There's a noose around my neck, but it hasn't tightened yet Will I take the fall This self-deception has evolved to torture me This is what I get for staring at the sun There's a noose around my neck, but it hasn't tightened yet Will I take the fall