Take control how it feels so familiar

See how it feels so unnatural

Some will pay a price as gravity fulfills its plan

Ensure they know as they all run for cover

As they curse the name of a tyrant

They will all learn to turn away below a watchful hand

Peace reigns with a steady grasp

No one to recognize or relate

Cold stare in a sullen lapse of my warmth and will

We're all diseased

We've failed to mourn

We'll look in our reflection when the morning comes

And if the sun never rises and all I'm left to know is darkness

I can't bear when the sin is not your own or so it seems

And as the moon fails to set I underestimate the depth of my regret

I can't bear this feeling under my skin

Lessons and morals learned leave one so paralyzed

A total lack of movement that's mistaken for a steady hand a stable eye

But this is not enough repeating over and over

Will you own up to who you really are?

The antithesis of who you are?

And if the sun never rises and all I'm left to know is darkness

I can't bear this feeling under my skin

And if the moon never sets and all I'm left to know is darkness

I can't bear this feeling under my skin

I reinforce one by one I can't bear this creeping up from within

I remember who I was when I first recognized it; the terror of inevitability The futility of thought and action I felt exposed Deceived Aspirations disappearing in the distance one by one like dying stars I saw the world for what it was A closed unyielding system

At first I sought for one to blame For the source of my despair the target of my ire and the object of my one true purpose I had yet to understand An unending spiral of culpability and disparate inputs to a mind left reeling at the sheer impossibility

And now we're alone seeking comfort in the relentless passage of time and time progressed Indifference has its price to pay

And if the sun never rises

A catalyst for what's to come and all that ever came to be

This darkness I've wrought I know from where it comes

The grief that we tolerate

The pressure at the seams

Idealistic visions of once nascent dreams

The pleasure we fantasize

And secrets we know

That culminate in something that defies control

We reap what we sow