A Heap of Broken Images

A Heap of Broken Images - Hord

So I was dead to the world disconnected

I was sleeping soundly

Completely out of touch with reality

I'm going round in circles to the beat of my memories

Fragments of violent events obvious and visible discordance

A heap of broken images nothing in its proper place

I feel like I'm an outsider I'm a stranger

How can I still be standing there in this disorder

How can I be someone where everyone has fallen

Remnants of an old newspaper predicting the end of humanity

Appeals for aid are constantly broadcast

On ghostly radio and unreal TV

I'm just a listener and a watcher

There's nothing I can do

I'm powerless I'm powerless to silence all of these cries

Which constantly pound through my head

Voices bemoaning

Maternal lamentations

Constantly tear me away

Constantly tear me away

So I'm there in the world reconnected

But I'm roaming soundly

Completely out of touch with reality

I'm going round in circles to the beat of my memories

Fragments of ancient events

Unfamaliar and uncommon memories

A heap of broken images nothing in its proper place

I feel like I'm an outsider I'm a stranger

How can I still be standing there in this disorder

How can I be someone where everyone has fallen

I'm lost completely lost who I am

How can I rebuild myself in loneliness

On a heap of broken images

I'm lost completely lost where I am

I'm just a collector my body a container

Of a heap of broken images

Here a child has fallen down

His father's prayed God for his soul

His mother's rose her face to the sky

But the sky is pale and faceless

Here a thousand men died

Carried away by insanity

Here falls the empire

Earth turned into a huge scene of crimes

Here falls my entire hope of eternal life

Nothing remains but these sloughs of skin

I can't put the pieces of the jigsaw together again

There's something still missing

I'm sick of all these scenes emerging

From the depths of the ashes

Together again

It still doesn't mean anything to me