Vuk Vuk (Mixed) - Amor Satyr

How ease may find its way into my perception Compassion regresses back to previous forms long forgotten I'm reluctant to abide with your narrow frame It's just my personal preference I wish to only speak for myself Empathy is an evasive feeling Fleeting past my mind alive Can I have a say? How ease may find its way into my perception Still tantalized by empathy internal I'm reluctant to abide with your narrow frame My worries caught up to me Never a second thought given They were exiled away Into the recesses of my mind Dangled over your ears i find Memories passed of when we were waiting for it all to begin When will I return? Empathy placed in my lungs No rest comes for this sorrow I am reluctant to try Avoiding the obligation of sympathy Caught up in ignoring the process Convincing myself that I've suffered again Suffered again Suffered again Outweighed sense of urgency began Regression back to a time spent years ago Still recently in mind Overturned by ambition Coddled by amorous paths I never thought i would take The storm front has passed Regenerate How ease may find its way into my perception I'm reluctant to abide with your frame Exponential

Wandering closer to the ether Basking under the Sun's rays Duplicity becomes conventional A scourge that I must circumvent While it's prevalent You erase your thoughts while my voice scrapes the air You ask what you can gain from our interaction Self indulgent ways act as a distraction Fiending for satisfaction What's your plan of action? Is it iron will or short lived passion? Differentiate the two Overwhelmed by dysphoria These apparitions pity me Questioning their existence Only proves my insanity A neurotic mess Chosen to contest to iniquity I shall do my best All my time wasted by your treachery Rid me of impurities caused by your toxicity I can't help but reminisce on your blatant ignorance Levitating to a distant land Free of desolation and treason I won't suffocate My lung will not collapse

We're wasting time Wait Immortality will forever Plague minds ailing from the reaction Counterbalancing the existential reanimation All fortification collapses Finally We've gathered evidence for the exit Carried away by another attempted withdraw Familiar places reminded enlightened souls How they can discover their own Limitations Damage will be dealt by their own hands Damage We've wasted our lives So determined to change what we can't turn We have no final answers Let the elements construct understandings Cycles kept in tact Come and go our foundations will stray From the path we all agreed upon Souls meandering discuss Our current state We cannot explain or define destinations Of this world that we know Our destiny calls us in due time Fate seemed so morose A legacy we seek Rest your shaken nerves This cycle has begun Spent our lives so determined to change What we can't turn Waiting for the day we all Embrace our demise Attachment to this world is inescapable But how we derail From paths set before us displays oneness Unique ideals that we embrace

My hand is dry These cracks hold open my insides When will I Find a chance to question how I felt About that time Running through the minefield Resorting to vices set to mold my morale Ignoring consequences that may lead to my discontent Turning a blind eye to my mistakes A cycle so mundane Letting patterns remain unchanged Degradation consuming entropy I found my place underneath the ice so cold Questioning my ambition Mindful of first impressions Withdrawn from ill intentions Aided by introspection Resorting to vices set to mold my morale Ignoring consequences that may lead to my discontent Disregarding a circumstance that could alter the present A cycle so mundane Letting patterns remain unchanged Decay and rot This time the source which breeds Transgression and sorrow Finally corrodes into nothing Maybe God will give me a sign Maybe I'm on my own I guess I'll know with enough time Watching the foundation I've built for myself Crumble under my feet leaves me wondering why I can't find my way back to her I can't find my way back to before Resorting to vices set to mold my morale Ignoring consequences that may lead to my discontent Confronting a burden held for far too long A cycle so mundane Letting patterns remain unchanged