The Catatonic

Why must I endure this strife From the ignorance In their minds They believe that I am dead That a smell of nothingness Is left One could not believe What the catatonic sees Through my eyes, I see eternity A surreal world That fate could not perceive Tainted life Unfolds this tapestry The fear runs so deep In the souls of the weak Blind, are their eyes It is answers that they seek I could answer all But they refuse to see the way The lies of Christ Keep them in disarray