Dumptruck

Upon this shallow blood

Dumptruck


with my eyes of sorrow 
witnessing the reality of the world 
upon which we thrive 
upon this shallow blood 

to hide yourself would only mean regrets 
to live for yourself would only mean more pain 

tear down this creation 
of a society to which we are programmed to live 

believe in 
trust in 
i have faith in my destiny 

a shallow breath seems like forever 
a divine whisper to save your soul 
there must be a place where we are free 
torn away from the thoughts of happiness 
kept locked so far away 

there must be a place where we are free