In Flames We Trust Volume II

The self-inflicted state of mind A one-man struggle beneath the tower I think the clock still exist god just forgot to tap my shoulder I woke up today I wish I felt something The odor of my apathy just might be true I want to be the things I see The pilgrim that is me But I know I ain't that free The suburban me Spirits rise and miss the eye Covered by the stench of judgment As gods reflection test my pride I serve the failure that's haunting me Twisted visions torturing Who claims to be the one? That filtered smile just might be true "On half-speed, tonight I suffer Satisfaction brings the unheeded" Can you hear the message, as I wrestle with the clouds? I'm on the way to succumb, It just might be true

Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 11, 2025

The serpent knows, When the curtain falls, With denials blindfold, He greets another day [Chorus:] Don't believe the mask It adapts to any lie, A perfect ten, When reality caves in Don't tell me, Tell my ghost, 'cause I blame him For all I don't want to know I found secrets about life's undertow Life's wrapped in a riddle, Easier said than done, Way to play the victim, Rather run and hide. [Chorus] Let them take me far away Crawl back in place, It's easier to cope behind the curtain, Wipe the worries away No thought about the consequence [Chorus] Let them take me far away

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 11, 2025

Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins fasten the left hand belts Remember not to think too much and your trip will be numbingly pleasant Non-caring is the easiest way but to secure a passage to the 2nd plane you have to complete level one Their dead-smile lips turn on their TV while urban gravestones scrape the skies Rising over marionette cities and marionette skies This is episode 666 destination chaos Each and all an actor blind

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 11, 2025