THE ILLUSION OF PAIN
In this gossamer's dream and unwavering tree I rest my soul in its company
Only to falter in this madness of pretending to be free
Impound in this illusion of living in agony
But in veracity it’s just a memory
A remnant’s of you and me and of what we used to be
But it’s not easy to see behind this towering misery
When the throbbing anguish take hold
And you’re caught up in this blistering cold
When the illusion of pain is personified in your unguarded mind
And you felt that you have been left behind
All your reasons will withered away
And this dark blanket of hate will play
Feeding your anger and indulging your pain
She will be your carnival of shame