(the road down)
by unmaker

i used to be so many things but i sold them all for nothing
to feed a beast that i believed was part of "who i am"
now all that's precious, it seems to me, crumbles when i touch it
this heavy hand cracked the clay and let water from the dam

my inability to care was broken when it shattered
the handful of change could never be worth the gruesome sin
with hook in mouth i "brought the prophets head out on a platter"
and terror grips when i think of the decisions i can't make again

because like a mighty river, time refuses to be dammed or slowed
lives continue to drift until the docket of regrets is filled
impossible to love completly in these filthy bodily hosts
and i've been shaking all this time for fear i do my will

i admit i can't see clearly with these flesh tinted lenses on my eyes
and i forget that i'm blind and i stumble ahead like a fool, toward a pitchblack pit
when i fall (and i fell), i can no longer react with shock or much surprise
because every single fucking time i get stuck in the same old shit

anger cures nothing as far as i know
if its used to fuel hatred like fire eats coal
it can tear down a lifetime, wound kill and maim
its unstable seed has been planted again
and it's eating me up from inside
i'm beginning to wonder if it's all my fault
these circumstances won't let me hide
anymore, no more lies and i'm climbing the walls
to get out of this pit that i find myself in
full of too much temptation and too many sins
i stopped resisting, i just gave in
and i'm paying the price times ten

the strength i was once so convinced i possessed
isn't in me, or at least is not from me
and the snares i thought i watched for grabbed me by my shiny vest
while i secretly scaled the shimmering tree

that fruit tasted sweet for a moment and then
turned to poisonous, rotten meat
and the vomit won't purge because damage is done
i've placed a brick in the road before me