Visions fill my redness
Serving all of man
Who I can't understand
Prospects of time align
You never seem to mind
What we always do
Your priorities are not what we pursue
Put on a pantomime
All the while never really thinking what there actually was
(Do to the same, you can)
In the reeds, do you ever feel the need
To walk away from these escapades?
I admire the fire you seem to breathe
When the day seemingly fought against me
Another time you will see
What it really means to be a mind that reads
I might suggest, take a rest
These other souls are ignorant at best
In the night, will you fight
Despite every other soul in sight
Watching diamonds gleam brighter
Set afire
You kindle, you imbecile
I always thought you were amenable
But now it seems like agents in your mind
You can't confine yourself to the ideals you once held true
Every time it feels like a cycle
Experiences falling into place when I'm martial
Prospects of time align
You never seem to mind what we always do
Keys of divine, your mind
Be the next other, it will all be over
Terrified to see
Demons on my feet
Clutching onto things that I've never even seen
(See that you release)
All of your grief because of me
(Fear of change)