Paralysis of the Spirit

Sunken in a sea of pillows Head buried in the softest Limbs spread like a listless starfish The wayfarer's beaten by the path Slashed in painful silence Whippings held by the voice inside A wavering mind Whose monologues can bind And paralyze the soul Enchanted by the corpse-like catatonia The battle won once in a blue moon Risen, now, with fabled efforts Energized by momentary love For the self shaken to the brittle core Hours spent in toil and labor Fixing all that's been neglected The flame burning bright Before flickering and fading once again Cast aside the doubts that linger Let the flood gates rest this once Face the rapids naked Dare to wash away what weighs you down Place your faith in the strength you carry Locked away, hidden inside Wield your will and strike with fury It's high time to break your shackles down Spark that fire; blast away Cast aside the doubts that linger Let the flood gates rest this once Face the rapids naked Dare to wash away what weighs you down Place your faith in the strength you carry Locked away, hidden inside Wield your will and strike with fury It's high time to break your shackles down