City Of Ghosts

Pale faces and hearts of stone, every child is his fathers clone, an entire lifetime spent alone, every killer is bred at home. Shredded flesh upon your swollen fists and scar tissue across your wrists, broken down soul, scavenger of pain never the same, only a face remains. Learn to all live the same and condemn all that you cannot name aspire to be next to nothing at all, live blind and the blind shall fall. Beaten to death and back to life again. (I awaken) Your eyes bleed sunshine but your heart remains so cold in a world where I can't tell apart a ghost from living man and here I am, walking in your shadow again here we are, worlds away but never far apart. Forced to show signs of fear and weakness but how could I just repent? Endorsed by a benign sense of sickness: innocence, hope and blind remorse. Watching their eyes shine in the burning house that used to be mine, people move along like puppets on the burning streets that are their stage. Beaten to death and back to life again. (I awaken) Your eyes bleed sunshine but your heart remains so cold in a world where I can't tell apart a ghost from living man and here I am, walking in your shadow again here we are, worlds away but never far apart.