Hungry for Now

[Verse 1] Seems quite absurd to shout at top of lungs Especially when one knows they all lie deaf If I have not met your expectations Try to conceive my frustration with an earthly tongue Expected to be hung from gallows at an early warning long ago As fog hung from every crevice corner, I paid my penance in hard Twice to die at the sight of another Hold no malice toward fellow brothers Have you too been smothered my thickness against their ways? Perhaps we are all slaves to an unseen fruit Dilutеd truth, diluted truth, diluted truth Diluted thought, through timе, leaves a false sense to see life's serenity Our affinity to live lives to know not knowing death The walls you stress are a mere outline To quote [?], as a favorite word shows how completely absurd The balance of what may be real as [?] As only solid protector of mere existence I tear through the grist of life within scissors Painting my own gruesome fiction With the smallest of triggers, it's a backroom, a primordial instinct Visit violence brought forth, actual action become evading nature The vacant eyes from behind that face form the flicker of smart Enough to invoke all this twisted sound Veiled emotion lies dormant A waiting day to exist again, and again, and again, and again Enough thanks to the last four centuries Of pity we have so few responding Our ponderation concepts beyond nocturne Swarmed by internal voices disincentive Slept anew, sons of the sun-dwelt shore Are thou unpure, Apollon, or am I only mature? Am I mature? Am I matured? [Outro] To see the existence, it's only this [?]