Omens

I cut the weight of connection and lead myself astray

The end will justify the means but in the end it stays the same

There’s nothing left at all, nothing left to see

A restrictive empty exercise within a hollow scheme.

Do you see the omens?

Omens

**** it all, ignore the omens

Omens

Omens

**** it all, ignore the omens.

An endless recitation thrown right through the looking glass

I’m trapped inside a parody, a fabricated past.

Searching for release from all this rising stress

Charted past the point of caring with a broken compass

Motes in the eye of God, indulging armageddon

The devil slits the muse’s throat and drinks her last confession.

Do you see the omens?

Omens

**** it all, ignore the omens

Omens

Omens

**** it all, ignore the omens.

I’ve fallen out of touch with who you think I am

I can’t pretend to care or bother to condemn

All this rising apathy, it’s growing everyday

I can’t pretend to care about how this will end.

All I see are omens

Omens

**** it all, ignore the omens

I see omens

I hear omens

I say **** it all, ignore the omens.