Bitter Truth

[Acoustic Intro]

[Verse 1]
I knew a man, I'm proud to say
He couldn't live in a world he couldn't see
The laws of life, it's ways are cold
Hidden patterns, genetic mold

[Verse 2]
No one seemed to know for sure
A knowing look of falling to death's door
Living unreal, time is to steal
Booking passage on a journey unknown

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Blackened veins of nihilistic sadness
A painted mask substance induced gladness
With a spike or from a bottle
Tiny cartoon pictures on a square of paper blotter

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
He was a man, was fear's machine
Sickness don't fail, don't succumb to self-esteem
Unseen vessel, undreamed flight
No one knows if you were wrong or if you were right

[Outro]
R.I.P. H.B