EkittieX
Bluelighter
Looking into a mirror of distortion
Life is not what it is
Within an existence of self-corruption
Dawn is the only bliss
Recurrent as the ocean tides
Doubt washes itself ashore
Time is all the soul can bide
As when doubt surfaced before
There is a fury that is classified
And it will not go unless released
There must be something that’s not been tried
To help this anger be unleashed
The heart is still unpure from rage
The deformed truth lingers yet
Wanting so badly to turn the page
But cannot ‘til the healing’s set
Life is not what it is
Within an existence of self-corruption
Dawn is the only bliss
Recurrent as the ocean tides
Doubt washes itself ashore
Time is all the soul can bide
As when doubt surfaced before
There is a fury that is classified
And it will not go unless released
There must be something that’s not been tried
To help this anger be unleashed
The heart is still unpure from rage
The deformed truth lingers yet
Wanting so badly to turn the page
But cannot ‘til the healing’s set
