The mystic's vision foretold an angel would fall
When the voice of temptation were to call
The premonitions forewarned the blurring of morals
So, how long will we continue to hide behind our laurels?

I wish to alter my entire philosophy
If I did, would it admonish me of my guilt?
I don't want to look, I don't want to listen
Like a decaying flower, my sense of righteousness seems to slowly wilt
First it was the sunlight, now it's the moonlight
This time I was too afraid to look beyond the boundaries of light
Only the mirrors know the truth

I wish to think, I wish to realize
Reality struck my consciousness like lightning
I wanted to grasp it but now all there is is static
It's like my heart wishes to forget and feign innocence

Why did I follow these poisonous berries deep into the forest
Knowing full well of the danger looming in darkness?
I wish to confess, spill the bloody secrets my heavy heart carries
But the truth may only wound us all

Do we all really dare walk out of these woods as if without a scratch, smiling?
Acting as if we did nothing wrong, as if we didn't get hurt?
This isn't another dimension, this isn't a dream, nor another world! This is reality!
Our state of consciousness does not vindicate us from any of it
I want not another word from you unless it's your acknowledgement of immorality!
These psychological games we're playing are dragging me down

I hardly understand how I feel, only how I think
It angers me the way you pretend...
It poisons me the way we ignore it all!
I wish to blame anyone but me
Their whispers urge me to justify my sins by imagining their betrayal
Just remember the pain they've brought me
Trade in my tears for hidden treasures from the land I fear