It's Torn Away

This is the last time I will struggle

The eyes of a million follow each step I take walking further into hell

The weak and willing wither under the weight of their own restraint

We hold an ideal of the way it's supposed to be

Every motion creates a canyon left empty

Slowly the path begins to crumble and split

Destruction lurks waiting to fill the void

While the other motions grief and iridescent light

A sense of knowing and divide this is a choice in which we all relate

This is a choice make up your mind

This is a choice make up your mind

Following step by step in each of our lives

Eyes always following and watching speaking tongues unknown

Following step by step I go

Following step by step I go

It's torn away when I try to hold on

It's torn away when I try to hold on

I grab the end of my senses dragging them to reality

And as I see who I am now this is the path to being free

This is the last time I will struggle

The eyes of a million follow each step I take walking further into hell

The weak and willing wither under the weight

Seemingly perfect like a grid composed of dots

Following step by step in each of our lives

Eyes always following and watching speaking tongues unknown

We hold an ideal of the way it's supposed to be

Following step by step I go