A fateful day tied an unseen bond between us,
something that would hold us until we turn into dust.
So true we were in each others trust,
able share what's hidden behind each others mask.
In need we aid each other as we can,
if given a choice we might even hold hands.
Setting aside all other mere plans,
sending out my most trusted old friend.
Who would have thought that was the day,
where my skies would turn into a darker shade of grey.
When logic crosses path with reality,
driving me into a trace of insanity.
Disguised your intentions with an open smile,
making us walked in circles for a thousand miles.
Cutting the lines where we could dial,
drying the water in the Nile.
Like a puppeteer toying around with his dolls,
against my will I shall be made to fall.
Robbed the treasures from my hidden safe,
vanishing into thin air without a trace.
Startled by your increasing lies,
gambling our trust on a losing dice.
Marked a new bond that was said to be stronger,
replaced by the very person that I knew longer.
It's funny how you preach your weakness,
but what others feel you fail to witness.
Setting aside every other concern,
everything but your own mission.
A trail of blood you leave as you pass,
left for others to clear up your mess.
Piling up your actions into a mass,
trying to know you a little less ...
