

A dream revealed To see what we have never seenA dream revealed by ~quietusm
to be what we have never been
to shed the chrysalis and fly
depart the earth, kiss the sky
to be reborn, be someone new
is this a dream or is it true?
Can our future be cleanly shorn
from a life to whch we're born?
Is each of us a creature free,
or trapped at birth by destiny?
Pity those who believe the latter
without freedom, nothing matters.
In the real world
as in dreams
Nothing is quite
as it seems.


Lost City Life has rejected meLost City by ~quietusm
like some organ that doesn't belong
Now I hold this knife to my throat
Scratching a wound that's been there too long
As I sit here, thoughts of you drift in
Not helping to give me reason to live
And now, that I know the truth
I know there's nothing I can do
I want to feel the touch of your lips
And smell the sweet of your breath
My life has ended
what a pity
such a good life
Lost in this city
Lost in a city of blood
All is gone now
Is it truly over
where do I go now
I find my breath slipping away
what do I do now
you're all fucking dead
soulless-wander-breathless-ponder
no thought in your


My life for you I live my lifeMy life for you by ~quietusm
oh so currently
for just one thing
"My life for you."
I feel my heart dying
My inner child bound and tied
My soul is becoming no more
"My life for you"
I've given all I have
I want to give you more
I tear out my heart
"My life for you"
I lay bleeding and dying
I find the breath slip away
I begin to feel cold
"My life for you"
The end is clear
So very close to me
I grip death's hand
"My life for you"
My all wasn't enough
Now I hope this is
As my last breath comes
I utter "My life for you".
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