soulfly
Bluelight Crew
time to break it down again...
just for the pleasure of seeing it collapse
watching the structures crumble brings me joy....relaxation is never an option
stress is my blood and confusion is my oxygen
regret is my nourishment
i make mistakes subconsciously just to watch the tower fall...
the sun climbs higher in the sky and falls again...
and the time before it arises again seems so short...
because i know when the darkness fades... so will the shelter
like some sort of vampire...
i seek shade from the blinding light of the sun...
which makes my head ache and my eyes pour blood
and i pray for my skull to explode to stop the pain
but it fades with the sun....
and awakens when i open my eyes
then i will know
and i will understand that it is the right time
the right time to break it all down again...
so scatter the sand that some little boy had labored over to make some form of a sandcastle....
to burn it all down and start again...
like locusts over a poor unsuspecting farmers livelyhood...
i push myself to the edge, challenge myself...and back down
only to break it down again
[This message has been edited by soulfly (edited 23 September 2000).]
just for the pleasure of seeing it collapse
watching the structures crumble brings me joy....relaxation is never an option
stress is my blood and confusion is my oxygen
regret is my nourishment
i make mistakes subconsciously just to watch the tower fall...
the sun climbs higher in the sky and falls again...
and the time before it arises again seems so short...
because i know when the darkness fades... so will the shelter
like some sort of vampire...
i seek shade from the blinding light of the sun...
which makes my head ache and my eyes pour blood
and i pray for my skull to explode to stop the pain
but it fades with the sun....
and awakens when i open my eyes
then i will know
and i will understand that it is the right time
the right time to break it all down again...
so scatter the sand that some little boy had labored over to make some form of a sandcastle....
to burn it all down and start again...
like locusts over a poor unsuspecting farmers livelyhood...
i push myself to the edge, challenge myself...and back down
only to break it down again
[This message has been edited by soulfly (edited 23 September 2000).]
