Your wonder is with pride, ties that hold you down
madness draws you in.
Future... it's now
sweet rapture draws you in.
Cold eyes that glare behind mock it's glow it's grin
Your chosen life so frail, Demon sees you now
sues you for your soul, driven closer now
played this game before
Visions call you dear
Future it's my silver home
A shadowbox lulls it sings... It's now.
Future
lures you in
Light at the end of the tunnel is a train.
That feeling of completion through emptiness
past is dull
a warmth a shade a fuzz draws you in
beyond to push forward so on and on
My future's closer now.
What it holds a gone regret
Each future's past instantly
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