A Glance of Misperception — Thurisaz

I looked myself in the eyes Perhaps a glance of misperception the weary twilight in my soul I long for comforting words

I'm scared but I try to smile repentant for all my sins Will I ever be the same again?

I'll wait to face the prison of my life The remnant of old and painful memories Imperceptible to come, yet so harmful to all I taste love and hate A blindfold for a clear insight

Incomprehensible delusions and denial I agonize my self-hatred I reminisce the endless afterbirth I fall on my knees And surrender to my demise

I conceal myself right now Just in case your darker half should try to get out Is it all woth while? 'Cause near the end we all long to die...