the screen goes black, the sound from the last key fades
i am alone, alone in this room
just me and my blades
i feel impending doom
i wish to run but don't know where
i would abandon but still feel fear
i would go and find the place
where i can disappear
seven years ago i once wished
to find the way the time and place
to become deceased
it was a pointless race
against the clock
i no longer run
for i am blocked
by life's "fun"
i would go were it not for
those friends of mine
who i must say one of i adore
though i do think its time
for me to disappear once more
i wish to be free just like my father
my blood is that of the wanderer
i wish to be held down just like my mother
my blood is that of the builder
my blood is mixed
and so am i
i am conflicted
i have no third eye
