Osiah
Loss
White sand and lilac snow
Insults my eyes, I miss the meadows
I fear my beautiful dreams
For they take me back to when my spirit was free

These memories, they rip away at me
I fear my beautiful dreams
They take me back, gift me my memories
I fear my beautiful dreams
They take me back, but I'd rather forget

Head trauma, amnesia
I bite on the heels of my captor
If only for a second he would lose his cool and break
He'd cave my head in true, save me from the torture that's due
If I didn't die, god forbid I would survive
Then the brainless husk would inevitably take my place

You take it for granted
The will to survive
You take it for granted
Till you're yearning to die
Cold hearts don't thaw
I'm lonely forever
In this world of pain
Your emotions will drag you down
Makes it harder to disassociate
Ambitious, seditious, so venomous and vicious
The word is the law but the word is fictitious
In sorrow they weep, stirred from slumber so deep
The sin and the saint so suspicious
Days turned to weeks
I'm confined in this torturous place
Bound to life, they won't let me die
Till I've been replaced

You take it for granted
Each breath you take
You take it for granted
Till you're yearning to die

Ambitious, seditious, so venomous and vicious
The word is the law but the word is fictitious
In sorrow they weep, stirred from slumber so deep
The sin and the saint so suspicious
Beyond the grave
We are enslaved
The sin and the saint so suspicious

We are enslaved
Beyond the grave
Enslaved