The Fallen Idol - Ventana

A simple disease

Simply explained

Contaminated my soul

And is devouring my veins

I try but can’t stop

I can lie but can’t talk

Can fly but can’t walk

I feel as though I’ll never stop falling

I don’t know who I am

I don’t know where I’ve been

I only know what I don’t want to be

And where I don’t want to end up

But I always seem to be there

To the place that scares

To the place that traps

And always seems to last

No escape, no hope

No gun, no rope

Can’t live, can’t die

Can’t see even though I still have my eyes

Lost any ambition, which seems part of this evolution

Through all conditions

No matter how much the sun shines

It always seems to rain where I am

Cold and damp, I beg not to be damned