1. DWINDLING

Is my time just dwindling
Time spent in personal reflection
Calculating the years gone by
Nothing remains as it was
And I grow another day older
Time
A gift to the wise
But I find myself aching at the core
A shelter within the mind
To hold it all in place
Memories that built me
Gone with time
And I reflect on my childhood
The somber feeling of night
As another day has passed
Lacking the courage to face tomorrow


2. THAT WHICH BURROWS

I hear it calling
The carnal intentions within
Shaping me into my false self
The mind
Driving my words and hands
To inflict the worst
Upon those I love
Content in spaces to dwell alone
Never minding the urgency
Of a hand reaching out in need
I speak not of deeds done well
And humble notions of the past
Imperfections define my will
And I'll strive for a better me
Finding the strength to defend my mind
From the beast that burrows beneath


3. MORALITY'S LAST FRINGE

Humanity
The great puppeteer
Pulling at the strings
Manipulating reality
To bend to its will
Shaping and shifting
The times ahead
Revel in our days
The great beasts before us
Immulate our kind
Following our leaders
Our prophets of change
A sequential shift in our nature
Complies with our subtle actions
Duplicated suffering
Upon the masses
Forced to inherit this waste


4. WHAT'S LEFT OF MY FAITH

A look in time
Peering deep into my past
Surpassing the roots of my faith
To when the seed was planted
What am I holding on to
Where has it taken me
Like fixed stones
To fragile twigs
Time has it's way
Of revealing the most truth
Determined to seek out a purpose
Living with fixed intent
A mission of grandeur fulfillment
Picked apart by the trials of time
Infusing my desire to live
Revealing my short time
On this frail soil
To treasure the joy
And partake in the mystery
Of this grand existence


5. IN THE NAME OF WHAT'S JUST

So sure of yourself
And the motives of your will
So content to speak over others
And reveal their purpose
So driven
To contort the minds
Of those that follow
Offering solutions
A false sense of hope
And empty promises
God reveals the greatest
To those with the most power
Sleep gently each night
On the prayers lifting you up
In the name of what's right
In the name of the just
Deception's face hides
Behind a veil of black
Contortion
Distortion
For once
Let the truth be spoken


6. MODERN ENSLAVEMENT THEORY

Day in day out
Seeking solutions
For a complacent life
Dead religion
Gets the best of us
Conceiling the aspirations
Of noble men
Rewriting the script to our lives
Programming our minds
Into safe territory
Shielding eyes
From humanity's true nature
Digging deep
Into the psyche
Hollow life and shallow actions
Replacing heart with substance
Formulas for the obedient
Dead religion
Gets the best of us


7. DOMAIN OF SELF

Why do I fail to see
Why do I fail to act
Why does my hand
Only reach so far
Why do my words
Speak few truths
A frail bridge stretches
Between the mind and the heart
This is my domain
An examination of myself
A critical eye turned blind
For the comfort of my sanity
Seeking hope for a way forward
A push for noble desire
Detrimental to my true self
Can I learn from these mistakes
Will I change this stagnant state
To bring an unbound motion
To the hearts that uphold mine


8. THE ACCUSER

(Instrumental)


9. SLOW TO ANGER

Blinding rage overcoming peace
Sanity resides beneath my heels
My sense of purpose
Perverted by anger's hold
Each waking day
Soulless from the start
Morbidity's tone
Becomes pleasure to my ears
Distorting my words
Forming actions
From an anxious state
Now I'm on a lesser plain
Hollow ground appearing firm
Waiting for the next collapse
Repetition of my relapse
Waiting for the next collapse
Repetition of my relapse