The night is filled with visions
of pure relentless might
I see my own reflection
mirrored in your stark fright
The words and whispers in your
fitful and restless sleep
Casts you into a chasm
pointless, dark and deep
Distorted, I'm looking back at me
Unholy, nefarious and free
Disdainful, of your pathetic choice
Independence! Is what I will voice
Creeping, through the night
I walk along the winding
dark paths of my own dreams
Stepping straight through my shadow
ripping reality's tight stitched seams
Stalking, through the night
Will not go down, without a fight
The blessing in chosen solitude
The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts
that cast shadows upon the brightest moments
of the lies you pretend to believe
The blessing in chosen solitude
The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts
that cast shadows upon the brightest moments
of the lies you live
On the other side
of my chosen path
I meet my true reflection
born of my wrath
Barging, through the haze
While you are stuck, in your delusional maze
The blessing in chosen solitude
The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts,
that cast shadows upon the brightest moments
of the lies you pretend to believe
The blessing in chosen solitude
The razor sharp shards of nightly thoughts
that cast shadows upon the brightest moments
of the lies you live
