Confessions

I know you don't want to see. I know you're not part of meBut you wonder just the same. So I'll let you in on the gameWhat's on the top is just the beginning of the protectorate that keeps Gaia spinningIt never ends, and with the gifts Luna sends, to the apocalypseOn we defend for the right to live in a perfect worldFor our past mistakes, extinction we are hurledTrying to make amends for the Impergium, as Weaver and the Wyld and a bitch called theWyrm(You don't want to know)All the power of the Wyld runs through me, yet the reason why is an answer that eludes me(You don't want to see)Our viewpoint on what mankind is doing, that black inside when frenzy is brewing(You don't want to feel)The sorrow that my heart holds in knowing just where my hopes and dreams are going(I won't let you be)Caught up in a war that you are not part of. I sign this letter Your Father, With Love.I'm trying to set my mind free. I'm sorry you never knew me.My soul is in recession. Painful to make this confession.