Both Hands Of Truth

Praying for nothing, living in and fighting for vanity
I close my eyes and see though yours
Burning inside, sunk in yourself in your own truth

Take my mind and feel what I felt
You are still blind, trapped by certainty
Why don’t you leave your ship, diving alone in sea of truth
I was a boy, and my reality
You were a soul, and your light, life
Hostile life, two faces, two fronts
Two hands, both as right, both as wrong

Don’t blame me if I hate the way you are
It was my solitude, it comes from you
I try to root out a word (from you)
But you leave me down, and down
I know I failed, you know you failed
Two faces, two fronts
Two hands, both as right, both as wrong