The Others & The Look

Buried alive in a world of disappear
This grey maze shadows my sight
A self made coffin buried by dread
An overwhelming angst fills my head

Captivated by the presence of others
I aim at them to mirror my thoughts
To reflect and share my visions
I am something, without them I am not

From the shadows I watch and observe them
Living my hunger through their lives
Every move directed with caution
Let them see through me, but never inside

I wander through the shadows
Naked by the guilt in their eyes
The eyes reflect my sadness
Shall I seek their forgiveness
How great it would be
To release all sorrows, to set my soul free

I lit the fire
My world burns today
Tomorrow is of redemption
With ashes I wash it all away

There is no reek of sulphur
No overwhelming heat
I see no malignant maestro
I have no sense of defeat
A mental purification
Shape shifting transformation
A blur has been removed from my sight
With the ashes I rise

Liberated by the will to power
I seek no reflection of my thoughts
I have a crystallized vision
I am nothing, without them I am all