derekdarkside

[derekdarkside]

Consciously, one. Constantly, numb.

Written by Derek Abraxas

Consciously doubting my right to a psalm.

these dark premonitions I write, never wrong.

I lie awake tortured, by the night, by the calm. 

A lamenting perception of my life, ever gone.

One with two souls, quantum minds, the unbound.

Separate night from day, not the sight from the sound. 

Masquerade like a slave that's made way from a hound. 

The world prays to be saved, I refuse to be found.

Constantly doubting. My ‘right’ path was wrong. 

I sing what's unsaid, there's no meaning to this song.

There's a dim light left blinking in the night, never long.

In the sands of time sinking, from the light, ever gone. 

Numb from substance, dust of angels floats down.

Separate land from state, but not the dirt from the mound. 

The dead either gnash teeth, or they soar from the ground.

The world prays to be saved, I just scream without sound.