Silhouetes

I long for this viscid infliction to disappear
an insult in the eyes of life causing me to sear
while I'm drunk on its obscenitty,
it's eating away at my integrity

unwrap the image what do i see?
an enmpty satisfaction secretly draining me
so dark, so weak the nethers of my soul
being compelled (condemned) by the image of a broken doll

how I've fathered this insanity
now let it be swallowed by your sea

my own reflections, a guiltful sight
how am I distasted by the hunger in these eyes
fall into temptation and into guilt
undermining everything I build

clinging to my shadow this mirage breating decay
how it has finally dawned upon me
the spell is tightning and I want out
even the blood from my veins can't smother the doubt

how I've fathered this insanity
now let it be swallowed by your sea
let it give away to something better,
to something new
for I am tired of craving the crude

Quiet now, let your hands bring back the peace
upon these broken shores of serenity
to give way to something better,
to something new
for I am tired of craving the crude