Fading Realities

bad memories surface of horrible deeds,

reality's fading - the world turns around

acts unspeakable suppressed in your mind

delusion become surreal

your grip tightens, but there's nothing to hold

in this wave of understanding it begins to

dawn - what you've done

overwhelmed by darkness to come

ascended from blackness deep within

staring into the eyes of the remorseless

lurking scheming menace

your grip tightens, but there's nothing to hold

in this wave of understanding it begins to

dawn - what you've done

your fortess of cards

collapsing to ruins

in truth suppressed you boil

tearing your mind apart

the ruin membrane inside you breaks

it pours into you - what you've done

in begins to dawn - what you've done

your fortess of cards

collapsing to ruins