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With my withered hands,
All I can offer are grains of sand.
And, pray the sun won't rise...
To expose this lie.

Let me wear this mask, for all to see.
Let me hide the face, that haunts my sleep.

I hear the shadows call my name.
And I long to vanish, in union with them.
As I try to cradle, and reconstruct,
this shattered mirror, that's now, corrupt.

Is there peace within the dark,
From the conviction, of the light?
Is the cure for my blackened heart,
To blend with the black of night?

Let me bury the truth, behind this mask.
Let me hide within, the shadow I cast.

Cradled in my withered hands,
All I can offer are grains of sand.
Pray, that the sun will rise.
Bright enough to, burn their eyes.

Please, just look away.
I'm just a liar, when the darkness fades.

The sun rises,
And the light, is blinding.

Now, burn.


from Eyes To The Sun, released August 21, 2014



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