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

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