Pulling Levers - Deceptic

Oh you soothing light

The torch of signs

Preserve the tool of guidelines

For you are still keeping me blind

Borrowed constricted eyes

Slender peripheral sight

What have I done to spend a life in this mold?

Copy and paste, and the ropes on your feet will ease

The gray skin might be warm, but be aware it wear thorns

And you wear it inside out

Will I ever pull the lever?

To release what’s beneath my skin

Another year inside this coma

Whatching my soul coagulate

But my echoes has lingered for the very last time

Unchain my mind

I am through with self-deceit

It’s time to face what’s beneath

Will I ever pull the lever?

To release what’s beneath my skin