C y n i c a l T r i n i t y

DILAPIDATED

Walking the path of anonymity,
Your heedless side I saw,
Made me grin with insinuation,
Voyaged a sea from THE,

Mutineers kept on building,
Yet the lights leaked on,
Hurts my eyes to see nothing,
For how naive you become,

Oh lemme see,
Oh lemme breathe,
I'm sick of light,
This poignancy of love,
Makes me weak, makes me fright,

Deride me more,
Lob those stones,
Burn me, my soul,
My friend, my foe,
Let bygones be bygones

Align your sight,
and buckle your might,
this is the End
so, enjoy the night,

stifle your heartbeat,
pull back those tears,
no room for no dimwit,
accept farewells my dears,

the avowal of displeasure,
a puncture in life,
your inane instability,
rejuvenating strife,

lament your smiles,
and let them decide,
wail your laughter,
there's no self-pride,

they surely WILL cry,
they might possibly remember,
stop your useless threnody,
for of course the deaf can't hear,

you spat your desperation,
Oh, coward! You cynical,
amidst raining contempt,
Why stay proud and tall?

I so love you admire yours,
My Messiah my pride,
the day has already been,
now let's begin the night

Fool shall lament
Fool shall feel sorrow
For nothing must be forever,
yesterday born to die tomorrow

None shall assuage
None shall allay the pike
For you make you happy,
dearth of smiles infects everyone alike

Wise must beget wise feelings
Wise must also let go of breath
For just taking is a facade,
your birth was in lieu of death