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Walking through the city

The lights flickering down the street

It seems as if every day is exactly the same

Stuck in an endless cycle of confusion

These memories that live in me

Are all I have left of my past?

I have to find this connection

This distance between me and my past

Fading inside of me, I look on the other side of reality

But what does it answer?



I have come too close to the edge

Visions that clear my memory

Distorting my sense of time and space

I awoke to find myself hidden beneath my own flesh

My dominant past searching to find what makes me

A subconscious scream echoing in my mind

Yet I do not speak the words of sorrow

Only to speak from this angle of perfection

Speaking through my voice

Everything seems so distant yet near

My thirst for blood awakens my hunger

Yet only to find, that I am not me



Or maybe I am me

Just in a different light

A silencing so deadly

That it attacks within

Like a parasite invading the immune system

And torturing my very soul

Splitting into two

Replacing everything and everyone

My memories fade and die off

Like they never existed

My mind trying to recall

All of those perfections and dysfunctions

Recalling the bittersweet moments of life



My life fading and dieing

While being reborn into this world

Yet remaining the same

Being thought of in a different light

And all things will end

Only to be reborn again

And to unite both of our worlds

Until the end, we never die