Lay Your Ghosts To Rest Lyrics - The Parallax Ii: Future Sequence - Between The Buried And Me

Under it all 

A new world 

A new world made with the hands of madness 

These hands 

They will always do the cutting 

Piece by piece the pain gets worse 

If only I could see myself right now 

The gathering of flesh 

Transforming my face into an unrecognizable state 

Smooth out the eyes 

Smooth out the lips 

Every mirror is a past idea smashed upon recognition (These selfish reasons... the letter is all I left for explaining) 

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Will it be found? 

Will the right hands deliver? 

The heartache I left 

Cut until all that is left is new material 

Myself 

Day in, day out 

Deep down I know what I must do 

So much happens behind closed doors 

So much happens behind our closed doors 

This key will open them 

Expose us all 

Crusty-eyed symphony 

Awakened by my grunts and moans 

Why do I do this to myself? 

I suppose the choice was all mine 

God felt so much better before the mirror glimpse 

On the surface I know what I must do 

Photos 

[Folder 502:] 

The precaution documents 

The failsafe way back "home". 

Should I end it right here and now? 

That would be far too selfish 

I shall end what I've begun 

The creation of more 

More of us 

The skin and bones of destruction 

An army of weak souls 

Weak minds 

Weak life 

(Written in a language I can understand. My brilliance seems questioned with these instructions. Fairly obvious for precaution documents I suppose. The "Night Owls" always send me back. Seems to be in their DNA) 

.fade out. 

I wake to my own whimper 

Ship is counting down 

Must regroup myself 

The end starts now