The weight of thoughts collapse my chest Wake to memories trying to confess Dreams dance over fire without peace Caskets filled with my casualties I walk these empty streets of my broken mind Search for what's pulled me down I feel the demons preaching, in this consulate of teaching And this curse is a reaping, in my demon house Stationary statues that wither in the wind The road we all travel comes to its very end Worthless in purpose at my present state Thoughts collapse my open mind from self-hate I wrote these stories down in my head I spoke in verse and painted the scenes I watched the stories speak to the dead I made the sun rise and empires crumble The weight of thoughts collapse my chest Wake to memories trying to confess Dreams dance over fire without peace Caskets filled with my casualties I feel the demons preaching, in this consulate of teaching And this curse is a reaping, in my demon house Stationary statues that wither in the wind The road we all travel comes to its very end Worthless in purpose at my present state Thoughts collapse my open mind from self-hate I wrote these stories down in my head I spoke in verse and painted the scenes I watched the stories speak to the dead I made the sun rise and empires crumble Not again, not again. I'm on the front line of my mind Not again, not again. i can't sleep unless the words rhyme Here again, here again. Lonely drives and a wandering mind Here again, here again. Lonely drives and a wandering mind The weight of thoughts collapse my chest Wake to memories trying to confess Dreams dance over fire without peace Caskets filled with my casualties I will make peace with the war inside my mind I wrote these stories down I spoke in verse and painted the scenes I watched these stories speak I made the sun rise