Paradised

PARADISED
 
FADED DAYS OF OLD
FORGOTTEN HAZE OF WHY WE CAME
FROZEN TRACK OF BLEEDING PAIN
SO WE STAIN THE TRUTH
TO STONE OUR EYES TO A WAR FED PLAGUE
SHOWERED ON BY ROTTEN LIES
DEVIL LOOKS AND HATRED EYES ,
CALM HANDS RAGED WITH SLAVES
GREY CLOUDS TEAR ON THESE PAST DAYS
FOR A BITTER SINCE A DOG TO TAME
THE SOUND OF BITTERNESS
A THOUGHT OF EMPTINESS
AND THE SMELL OF THE UNSPOKEN TRUTH
WITH THE FIRE RIGHT BELOW
AND PARADISE UP AHEAD
NO ONE A SURED AT HOME
FEEL IT FROM YOUR HEART
TO MAKE THE CHOICE
TO BE YOUR-SELF
AND SAIL THE SANDS OF TIME.