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| Two Truths |
7/22/1999
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Open your mind, feel the heat come in.
Open your soul, let yourself go.
Be the first to give me a dead rose but I will never be alone in this world.
Pierce your screams into my head, once again your door opens.
Into my world, a beckoning essence.
Free my spirit from those harsh chains, free my life from the lick of those whips.
Be the first to give me fair warning, never will I believe in your lies.
Our world, a separate fate.
Two truths combine too many lies.
Forming and congregating along the concrete caverns.
Feeling and finding their ways through cracks like snakes along the forest's floor.
Flickering lights light the cavern's walls.
Wolves howl a full moon.
The roses bloom their existence shatters.
Hearts cry, people die, but in the end too many lies.
Two truths among us.
A dead rose, I bite the stem, you eat the petals.
I turn again and history repeats itself.
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