I Am back to that same place to that cell I once escape. I can't turn the clock back, am trap.. I keep commiting the same crimes.. I Am a victim of the circustances, slave to the heart, chain to the walls, watching the pages fall from a eternal calendar.
Pandoras box lays empty, even hope have escaped. I hear the sirens song callin to me. Tempting me. To take me to the depths of Neptune's sea.. I Am Broken And bleeding but my wounds don't heal like prometheus does. If only the faiths would cut my strings and relase me from this pain.
The tick tock of the clock mesmerize me, hypnotizesing me into a world that is not real. The forgotten fantasies that hunt me still, I try to get away but i'm trap in a maze chase by Minos mistakes. The nighmarish creature of Olympian lore.
I dared to dream! I dared to hope! So I flew away, turning you into my light, the sun of my life, so I follow your image as I escaped my mind maze but as Icarus did I got to close, I dared to hope to much, I burn my wing and fell down toward the abyss. Toward that place where there's no escape. Where the only thing left is to learn to forget..
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