Temple Of The Empty

Crescent Shield

Whisper, do not allow the loud 
Keep all angst unseen 
Silent the thoughts that do one sway 
Make yourself to... Believe 

Up and away it's a brand new day 
Again we hear, again we've spoken 
Only the words they wish we speak 
Not true thoughts of our heart 

Again and again we row perfect stroke 
To the beat of the drum of the pacing master 
Promises laced with lies 
We see the truth that we choose not to see 

Wretched frowns painted upside-down 
With artistic hands perfect liars 
Drowned by the pain of useless gain 
Feel the ache in your heart 

Gather round we will make you proud 
With false icons of grand achievement 
Body soft and a brain that burns 
I'll be here tomorrow yet still I'm gone today 

Slowly closing my eyes 
(I'll blind the things I need to see) 
Feel no more 
(I will not be) 
Hear my cries 
(Cry to the ears that do not hear) 
Empty is... the treasured temple that is me 

Passive, cold and fair are words I give to you 
But you won't know 'cause I will not reveal 
The unmasked pain in my heart 

Time I feel my anger will engage 
And erupt my patient emotional magma 
Shut down numb with ever glazed eyes and 
Keep an agreed dull sting always denied 

Always holding inside 
(The tears who will not choose to fall) 
Feel no more 
(Nothing at all) 
Senses gone 
(Until I feel a safer calm) 
Empty is my only temple 

If I could, only could understand 
If I had a darker reason 
If the answers could find me 
Then maybe then I could flush away the madness 

Ever shaking and twitching is 
My mind of lasting prison 
In a passive aggressive life 
Long is the heal of the wound that must be filled 

Cutting through the knots left undone 
May pain be the light of the setting sun 
(Close your eyes, feel no more) 
Long fear are stones that we haul 
Set them down, let them be 
(Hear thy cries, empty is...) 

The disciples lost in it's walls 
Ring an alter that shall never fall 
(Taste your drops, be no more) 
Hollow shells with a will not to lead 
Guide to the temple of the empty 
(Senses gone, empty is...) 

Hollow shells with a will not to see 
Welcome to the temple of the empty