my eyes are dry i'm losing sight
my eyes are red from tears tonight
and now the book crawls up my sleeves
but it's only print on inkish leaves
what kind of ink that stains the page
could make me see that i'm encaged?
i'm exiting the centre stage
i'm awake and i'm busting my chains
to leave me scarred with thoughts ajar
what is this thing that reaches far
and groups about inside the dark
and pulls a string inside my heart?
It said,
i'll blink until my vision clears
and until then i'm stranded here
inside my mind where i am blind
and where i use only my ears
because they speak softly aloud
i cannot touch the taste of now
because the time i have has gone
and now the time dissolves to dawn
my watch is broken
my fists are open
i've brought my token
of a cracking lie
i'm not dishonest
i only promised
with struggled breath
that i wouldn't die
but on my deathbed i can feel
the masquerade of death is real
but could i rip a hole in time
a whole of heart i know i'd find
i'm not afraid to wander on
because i've got Salvation's song
i'm going home
i won't be long
so until then i give my word
upon this book with pen as sword
that i will fight the golden fight
i will keep the golden light
i bow before Eternal King
and to His hands my soul to bring
because his words cut to my veins
because his truth was there ingrained
inside the book where truths do sleep
i wept aloud and on my knees
i realized then what i'd done before
i realized then that i'd lost the war
against my sin, i'd failed to win
but because of mercy, i'm forgiven
by kismint
