Diogène

I'm in the same torment
My flesh is drained bare
I'm worn away
My past won't save me

In tides, the memories of weakness
Breaking my fucking senses
In conflict with the visions

My thoughts are breaking the cycles inside me
I'm made of sad mistakes and pressured amends
I've never suppressed in my psyche
The visions I face, there's nothing proper to withhold

There's nothing safe to hoard

The same call resonates, cold
Petrified state, sustain my denied demand
Too long
Too long, the surfaced claim
I give it out, giving up my collapsed self
Wreckage obstructing my way
Why cradle this fucking mess?
Not purge what is left of my disgrace?
I need to make way
And let the freedom rings
My mind is severed
Another sacrifice

Throw, break the failures
Major progress
The pain will grow but won't
Hold
Destroy the rotten source

Revoke
Decimate
(WIPE OUT)
Redraw the cycles
Reset the way
Reset the way

Reset the way
In sum there's nothing left to save
Bring out your self
Swept out within the old