The Many Faces Of My Soul
The Many Faces Of My Soul
The Face of Sin... The Deamon
The side of foreboding evil... a feverish madness that drives within my soul
the part with no control, makes me an unbeleiver, goes against my wish and goal
i dont understand these thoughs, i see scissors and imagine driving them deep
so they seep into flesh cutting ripping away the layers of pain that creep
usualy triggerd by rage the build up of anger within that fules the thoughts of sin
overwrought pain, the yelling and screaming of my household gets in my skin
why are my parents always fighting... and then lash out at me, i dont understand
they command me... i wanna bash free of this prison so there will be no demand
my parents, i know thats the source of it all... or is it? thats what im always telling myself
for now there is too much force, so i'll hide in my headphones let the world unfold iteself
and put my thoughts on a shelf
Many Faces one soul
The Face of Freedom... The Wings
i want to stand alone without fearing for others, the damage caused is to much
every person i touch is looking for some advantage, it hurts too much to clutch
so im letting go of all the devotion taking my life in a new direction of less emotion
i'll grow wings and fly free without strings i could soar high, above the commotion
Many faces one soul
The Face of Joy... The jester
My Shadow is not the only one that walks beside me, perfect balance, i feel at home
a time when i did advance in a frantic dance of romance and joy, which came undone
ruined my fun, the sun was blanketed by my own stupidity, although i remeber the joy
that i destyoed, it was so pure, free of humility, but now i think was it all just a decoy?
Many faces one soul
The Facless Face... The Calm, Eye of the Storm
The void in between the design of the soul, free of emotion, feels nothing gives nothing
no sting of pain yet no feelings of joy... a socluded area yet no real purpose it brings
a place where the wind dosent sing, the hatred does not brun with an open fire
not a single thing transpires, just the void of gray, withing there is no desire
Many faces one soul
The Face of Loneliness... The Drifter
I pushed myself from everyone that cared about me, now i sit all alone wondering
what have i done... plundering all i had become, transforming into this helpless thing
so i will sit in this room with its gray walls and listen to the silence of space
lost without a trace, unable to replace the one thing i want my soul face
Many Faces one Soul
The combined Face... The Core Everything and Nothing
my shadow is the only thing that guides me,
it pulls me out of the emotion, yet not free
dangerousely close to my ember begins to combust
as it burns the heat of rage, love, envy and lust
burns away... the crust of inocent trust
rises in a smoky haze, as it dissipates to complete Helplessness,
a transformation of the soul, into something new. as it tansgresses
physically and emotionally... glowing yet with and earie shimmering
the eye of the infant glimmering, replaced with the eye of the tiger,
moving for vengeace and gain, forgot where we where
forgeting morals, to bubble to the top using wits
forfeiting the needs of others for his's own Benefits
as he gwrows the transformation becomes amamant, he feeds
solidifying its bases, confusing more and at accelerated speeds
like a jungle that infests all soil, it grows. its roots diggin deep
till it itself is infested with its own poison that begins to seep
then withers and dies, realizing its own dilema, he changes views
seeing through the eyes of the victims, sees the evil of the abuse
feels bad for the ruse he commited, now he knows what he has done
what has begun, reachs for the restrained, arms that he once pushed away
now misses there worthy touch, wishes he could go back, and stay
he ran so far into the abyss missing his loved ones kiss, gone witout bliss
into nothingness... into the gray... leaving behind the glory's
now he sits faceless sorting through past memories...
Many faces one soul the very fire of the soul smothers the once burning ember that fuled it
