stand true

[bTs]

i have felt it
the cold stares on my back
the glaring eyes, watching my every move, waiting
in the dark, following me, trying to grab me
pull me down, bring me in
knifes cutting, slicing
stabbing at me from behind
hard empty lies, flowing inside my head
trying to corrupt, words from statues
to statues i am deaf
ihear the faint murmur, spoken from stone
sounds never reaching, my ears seem to be shut
my eyes observative, acting as spies
seeing what has been, knowing what is
penetrating covers, ignoring false smiles
seeing the truth, realising whats wrong
they're putting together the futures outcome
i walk on proudly, straight through their plots
shielding myself, against what they will try next
attempted stabs, aimed at my back
i stepped aside, unharmed, standing twice as tall
inside me the feelings i have only grow
those lying, and stabbing, they're thinking i'm blind
i will show i can see, see throug their charade
let it be heard, that i won't be in no game
i aint no puppet for moving, i'm the puppetmaster at play
//bTs
i stand true for my friends
won't tolerate any bullshit and lies
[ 24 March 2002: Message edited by: bTs ]