By my maker

A mirrors gaze
Pretend to be someone else
Not the dream of who you are
Behind the hurt a future lies ahead
Walk once again in the vision of the daily trial

By my maker
Designed for death
Lived for another's forever
Won't see the peaceful surrender

Toxins in place of blood
Concrete instead of bones
Acid saliva poisoning lucid dreams
Of a day vision I shall never see

I won't pretend to be mortal anymore
I walked amongst the restless too long
Turmoil stole bits daily my hopeless soul
My wishes lie with those of ghosts