oblivion


I am an oblivion soul paying for sins I have never done,
forgotten by world, forsaken by god, left out by satan,
no hope for me, fate can't be tricked, that's what I got,
I am just a toy, a broken toy, but who pulls the strings?
but who pulls the strings? who pulls the strings of me?


feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask, a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt


I am an oblivion soul looking for things I can never find
this what I want, this what I need, this what I carve for,
is not for me, happiness is lying far beyond I can reach
I’m am just a dust on the wind, that is tossed around
into all the directions I would never want or like


feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt


I am an oblivion soul, so should I seek for help?
I know I would run away fearing of losing myself
this pain I hate, I love it too, its kind of part of me
I cannot see the better days to ever come because
I lack with something what others people have,
pink glasses they called it


feeling so lost, I cannot find myself
being so tired of life, I cannot rest
wearing this mask, wearing this mask
a secret mask of pain
wearing this mask, so mysterious,
wearing this mask, so beautiful,
but so full of hurt