Cosmic Tempest - Blissful Chaos

Everyday locked up in my mind
Can't fade away
Escaping is a crime
I've done my time walked the line
Sifting through this past of mine
The darkness shines revealing signs
I wonder if it's time to die

Warfare
Dropping bombs
Rips apart this broken heart
Crucifying
Justifying
Killing all the senseless lying
Isolation
Termination
Renovates the dedication
Mental curse
Even worse
No matter what it always hurts

Spending so much time in my mind but I'll be fine
Anxiety
This is Blissful Chaos
Spending so much time in my mind but I'll be fine
Anxiety
This is Blissful Chaos

Psychological Pit of Hell
Degradation
Congregations of my memories dwell
Shadow forms come in swarms
Bursting through forgotten doors
I'm so confused my mind feels used

Dig a hole and fill it with regret
Place your bet on a soul with almost nothing left
Are we having fun yet
You can kick me to the curb but you'll never forget

I can't decide why I even try to keep you in my life
You push me aside when I cry
Your help is nothing but a lie

You pretend like this is something that I make up
Seeing my pain and cries is not enough
The forsaken always seem to walk alone
Rejection is the reason that we always stay home

So full of shit when you offer up a helping hand
Just admit it
Your ego won't permit it
Hell is our heaven
Your ignorance is bliss
When we disappear will we even be missed

I'll just keep to myself
I don't need your fucking help
Walking this lonely road
So I can die alone

Worldwide suicide
Everybody wonders why
All you had to do was show them that you care

Wicked and twisted I try to resist it
Cries keep on persisting
Why do I even try
My heartbeat is racing
Dark thoughts keep persuading
Friends keep on evading
But this pain is creating

Nightmares rule the crevice of my sleep
Angels weep as I reap
And the demons start to feast
I bleed and I scream as the flesh is ripped from me
Now you see the disease that leaves a murder scene

Ignorance
Cold Shoulder

Graves
They plague
This place
Product of a broken culture
Save
Your shame
Too Late
Deal with the consequence

Graves
They plague
This place
Product of a broken culture
Save
Your shame
Too Late
Deal with the consequence

Written by:
Brandan Lente

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