Bullet Ride - In Flames

Do you feel anything at all?

Do you hear steps at the door?

Do you reckon the smell of???

It’s life- the dark that binds you

Frightened by your own smell

Bitterness will run you through

Silent screaming

Turning, twisting the alphabet

Frantic eyes

Awaiting the answer

Splinters of a poem

Fragments of what you used to be

Habitual and gullible

Run-down memoirs is all that’s left

Do you wish to sleep?

Do you aim for the shadow?

Do you feel infected?

It’s life- the dark that binds you

Frightened by your own smell

Bitterness will run you through

Silent screaming

Turning, twisting the alphabet

Frantic eyes

Awaiting the answer

Splinters of a poem

Fragments of what you used to be

Habitual and gullible

Run-down memoirs is all that’s left

It’s the cowardice that pulls you under

And takes you to the end, where it begins

Release, the world is waiting on your arrival

Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride

Do you know about atrocity?

Do you know that everybody’s gone?

Do you know that you’re on your own?

It’s life- the dark that binds you

Frightened by your own smell

Bitterness will run you through

Silent screaming

Turning, twisting the alphabet

Frantic eyes

Awaiting the answer

Splinters of a poem

Fragments of what you used to be

Habitual and gullible

Run-down memoirs is all that’s left