purify – metallica: listen to this song here
(you need real player for this)

every now and then yesterday strikes back… like a splinter in your finger. and god it hurts! it stings like a new experience.

nightmares are awakened in the brightness of the mighty darkness. shaken, stirred and all that’s forsaken is laid down on the table like the nakedness of a virgin! an unnerving feeling creeps, for that split-second the line between sleep and alertness gets jaded. faded like a child’s erased graffiti on the walls of home before the parents walk in! you can see the mistakes, but you can’t make out what has the child doodled.

there does come a time when despite the worlds charismas one’s curiosity is buried six feet under. times where vulnerability doesn’t strike anything more than just an adjective. the mirror speaks of finding comfort in reclusion, the shadows interpret deceit to thyself and you believe in an enigma that is you, well ascertained that it’s only you who holds the key but no motive to turn it!

new habits seem like they are RE-appearing… trusting you are the captor, and you, yourself are the slave. eyes that cannot see you, hands that drop you, tongues that speak on the inside, silence that blemishes your faith.

time, the most pertinent factor, comes clothed in deception, allowing you to be encompassed, compelling, not caring however unwilling you are to be sheltered in it’s short lived sanity.

like a splinter, it tears, it stings, it eases!

Pure if i… Can’t you help me?
Pure if i… Won’t you help me?
Purify you and i
Purify you and i
Pure if i… Can’t you help me?
Pure if i… Won’t you help me?
You and i purify
You and i purify
Purify