Find Your Own Prison

Find Your Own Prison

Find your own prison and lock the door

Be as the veiled aether inside the drugstore 

Let the miseries of the moment come to pass

Be transparent as the tempered glass

This world is not a place for you and I

Tragically watching flesh in large fashion die

Evil has become your Machiavellian redeemer

Truth remains the transcendental dreamer

Thank you,
Joseph Pede