Flesh Field

Utopia

Flesh Field


Utopia

I question this reality,
And I criticize its rules. 
Apathetic misery. 

This world is overrun by fools.
Born from isolation;
A pretty place, a utopia. 
Suicidal revelation;
This life is no better than the last.
I travel through hypocrisy
And I find that I am lost. 
Take away my innocence,
And nail me to the cross. 

Switch to the back of my holy war. 
I never thought I'd beg for more. 
Cut through these chains and set me free
Or I will rot for eternity. 

I stand alone again
Burdened by your lies. 
I remember when I could look into your eyes. 

Sell my soul tonight. 
Take me to your dream. 
Who's to say you're right?
You are not what you seem. 

Find a way to make me free again. 
Find a way to make me bleed again.