You're the illusion to purpose.
Blindly and rythmically enhancing the destruction of all, you motivate the will and mortify the senses.
your're the jesus in the eyes of a fanatic, pushing your madness to frutation.
you're the broken heart in the chest of a fool,lovesick to suicidal grace.
you hide your meaning in the eyes of the dead and laugh at the sane.
you're the trigger happy lunatic aiming at the only mirror you haven't shattered yet, you're my best friend.
you're the music that leads the blind over mountains and off cliffs, and you know no end.
so here i wait, because you know i will.-
jason cruz, strung out.