My hollow eyes, behold the wall
My state, catatonic
My inner self plagued by disdain
By disdain…
I am so new, so disharmonic
Blinded by a higher level of insight
I am evolved, so disharmonic
Muted by enlightenment of thought
— I am glorious, — you're a sheep among the herd
— I am righteous, — guided by an unseen hand
— I see clearly, — you're a sheep among the herd
— I am glorious, — you're a sheep among the herd
A dark liquid of repulsiveness pulses through my body
I let my veins surface but what drains me is red
A wanderers star
I long for the shelter, where i once was
Wish to be the blind sheep, herded by the unseen hand