Текст: Despised Icon. The Ills Of Modern Man. Oval Shaped Incisions.

Estranged
The bliss of a young man smoothly slivered in an instant
Obscured memories puncture through an opaque blindfold
Eyelids carved swiftly with oval shaped incisions
A branch in one self's fortitude reveals a radiant smile struggling to re-surface
Nostalgia plays its sniveling violin
I bleed pristine tears
Recollections of the son I once was
Stabbed my past with oxidized scissors and turned away
Awake to salvage what is left before it dies away
An oath destined to be forgotten
Strong words are nothing more than heartfelt cliches
The times have changed and so have I
Childhood dreams reduced to pale aspirations
Familiar faces have shed their skin, spawning a new found identity
A never ending pursuit of distinctiveness as blurred strenuous bonds in its path
Awake to salvage what is left before it dies away
An oath destined to be forgotten
Strong words are nothing more than heartfelt cliches
The loss of innocence
The end of innocence approaches