Once again, written in about 10 minutes.
Genre: Progressive metal
Idea/meaning: It's written from the view of a pessimest, and involves the thoughts that may cross their head when faced with a difficult situation, and the temptation to leave is being haltered by pressure from others (optimists).
Let me know what you think
Critical desire
It's coming for me
Optimistic liars
They're pushing at me
Crush the chord
Feel the wind
I'll keep running
To where I've been
Hiding in the shadows
Of this empty dream
Feeling nothing, but impossibility
No desire, nothing to earn
Tremble on the possibility
Of no return
Reaching in to my mind
Tainting what broken
Feeding my desire to
Pick up the pieces
Trying to belive in something more
Revealing my own reality
Haunt me like a defiled corpse
Run over and over me, with no remorse
Hiding in the shadows
Of this empty dream
Feeling nothing, but impossibility
No desire, nothing to earn
Tremble on the possibility
Of no return
Fighting the will to return
To where I once was, let my head burn
Deeper in my own fantasy
Is where I seek, all possibility