Binary Code Unborn
Could we pretend this is the first time
Strangers in a peculiar world
We dance close to the edge
You called me out
Can we play like we used to do
Our inane games
You hold the match, I will be the wind
We ignite the eventide
With madness in our eyes
Finding solace in the lie
You called me out
I will follow you in
Show me where
And fall
Hold my hand
Down
We descend
I
Will provide relief
Reveal your hurt
We are forever
In this plight
We endeavor
Lost
Try to escape me
And you will find that we are bound
As one
I am unborn and still conceived
I am the product of your fears
I am your ego in disguise
I am the path of your demise
I am the bitter sweet relief
I am the hours of your grief
I am the one and only truth
You find when nothing else holds true