Lord of the Flies

I am afraid of the dark
 because that's where I live
 a body without meaning,
 my own disfigured limbs
 I shall not speak of fear,
 but something far beyond it
 a world which I've created
 but in which I cannot live
 A light surrounds my coffin
 where the meeting of two worlds collide
 no skeleton to offer, hung upon a cross
 I have doomed myself to stay forever paralyzed
 the death of dream's creation, Lord of the Flies
 This tomb we call the earth cannot rectify
 the nothingness of being
 Lord of the Flies
 Ties that will bind you unto me in death and in sleep
 This is plague, the withered flesh
 of souls who have stopped searching
 never will you rest
 Perhaps I am speaking from under a veil
 my heart and I lay bleeding
 tears of angels who've failed
 Children, come and take me by the hand
 then you will learn to understand
 that fire is fire and sand is sand
 come take me by the hand
 Lost in a thought called freedom
 I seek a form of escape, I wake alone and weeping
 to find my features erased
 A light surrounds my coffin
 where the meeting of two worlds collide
 no skeleton to offer, hung upon a cross
 I have doomed myself to stay forever paralyzed
 the death of dream's creation, Lord of the Flies
 This tomb we call the earth cannot rectify
 the nothingness of being
 Lord of the Flies
 Ties that will bind you unto me in death and in sleep
 This is plague, the withered flesh
 of souls who have stopped searching
 never will you rest, never will you rest
 this is the world in which we live
 the darkened path on which we crawl
 never to rise - we climb only to fall
 I have made a land of resin
 in my hand lies the key
 you must take it
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