My desire cries for aspiration as the fire burns from flames of self-indulgence Though I have chosen this path alone there is no sound of solitude in the midst Sickened by my own bliss, time has come tranquility has taken it's last breath Weep for one last glimpse, of what's so lost put these painful thoughts to rest Held under the surface, my thoughts of dispositon Surrounded by four walls, eyes burning of retribution My ambitions fall through sombered dusk from a sky filled with sorrow's dismay And somewhere in the distance is a cure for everything that's drifting us away Ambient are the eyes, why must they lust over what remains forever in the heart Look from the inside, so that you will find what has built us will slowly tear us apart