Taphephobia - Infected Rain

Walking through this alley unknown

Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone

My face scratched from poisonous branches

My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches

Emptiness and hopelessness

Emptiness and hopelessness

Emptiness and hopelessness embroidered in my skin

A nebula of frustration spiraling around my head

Oblivious to where I go or where I’ve been

I can’t recall what brought me here

And when the quiet around me is getting real loud

I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?

I want to touch the core but there’s nothing inside

So what’s the poison that keeps me from leaving?

The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue

It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart

There’s no more balance, no more use in the symmetry

It’s cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery

And when the quiet around me is getting real loud

I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?

I want to touch the core but there’s nothing inside

So what’s the poison that keeps me from leaving?

Walking through this alley unknown

Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone

My face scratched from poisonous branches

My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches

Numb to the world

Numb to the world

Numb to the world

On my knees

I can’t feel

Numb to the world, I can’t feel pain or pleasure

I’m worthless on my knees, embracing my failure

With my fingertips I can feel the end of the rope

It’s soaked in frustration and lack of hope

My limbs are broken, my fever is high, so high

My stolen dreams are melting in the night, in the night

All that is left in this disordered mind

Is rage, rage for the dying light

Yeah, rage, rage for the dying light

Rage

The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue

It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart

No more use in the symmetry

It’s cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery