Junkie Hands - Miles Zuniga

This is the mask I wear A silent surface just to hide my fear A violence stirring within Control is caving in Dark thoughts gathering Black fog embraces me Now

A cold wind sweeps across the land It reminds me that it's time The last sunset seems ages ago And the light should have long ago arrived On this dreadful day A

I am apart from my equals Because I know of what's to come The future holds no sequel and no new dawn As the light from the halo flows Betrayal deceit The groun

The bitter reminder of all that is gone A rapid reflection a suffering heart Somewhere but not here anywhere State of denial continue leading me wrong From time