The Final Skyline - MyGrain

What you want me to be is not the way I see

Realizing the need, it’s not the will I heed

See the sight through my eyes bound for thousand of lives

Crawl through knives, stabbing lies, strip the mask of flies

Soundtrack to escape, burnt in the dreams

The show of tainted existence

Ignorance-painted stains on your body that bleeds — body of stigmas that feed

On hate and disgust for perpetual needs

The final skyline

Crimson bled of tainted existence

Sermons of all fed beliefs

Collapsing cloud fortress, structures of mind

Don’t look down on your shallow grave

The grace of tainted existence

So obedient and out of control

Nothing and never we wanted to know / nothing and no one to save our souls

Chew up, swallow down, this chemical sacrament

I’m bursting in flames with every bite

Sound of screams in my head, nails in my bed

Crown of thorns pierce the muted self / Crown of thorns wreath the muted self

The boiling calm of my rushing veins

For ages I mastered the collective pain

Created the face of evil and fave it a name

No requiem for a dreamer — just pain

Absorbing the crimson sky in you

'Till it shatters, running out of blue

Puzzling the paradox of you

'Till it shatters, pictured out of true

Created face of god

Descendants' tears of blood