You break me up, you break me down
You strip my honor, I wear the fool's crown
Trapped in a mask made by your mold,
My reality forged by the lies I told.
Tell me to dream my dream...why, thank you!
Because this dream is real, tell you what I'll do-
Oh yeah I'm gonna play God
Take my place with the moons and suns
Run and hide your faces
For soon the judgment day comes,
Oh when I play God
Look left, look right
Not one of you
Can outlast my spite.
Wings of ash that bare your lies
Ensnares my heart and clouds my eyes
I feel the pressure, don't want to bend
You know you'll win, when I reach my end
But I've nurtured in my soul
A wild rage to eat you whole-
Oh yeah I'm gonna play God
Take my place with the moons and suns
Run and hide your faces
For soon the judgment day comes,
Oh when I play God
Look left, look right
Not one of you
Can outlast my spite.
A fragile web of gods and prayer
Might as well be speaking to the air
Because now the only God is me
Created by you, so foolhardy-
Oh yeah I'm gonna play God
Take my place with the moons and suns
Run and hide your faces
For soon the judgment day comes,
Oh when I play God
Look left, look right
Not one of you
Can outlast my spite.
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Under The Mask
שיריםUnder The Mask is a collection of different venting/ranting/reflective poems from different stages of my life. Possible TWs may include: Religious trauma, Suicide, and anything along those lines. Each poem is raw and from the heart, under the mask.
