Pseudo

Full circle
Found drowning again
Befall the cursed stone
Upon my heart

Maps on the walls
Will never lead me to this
The path toward all
Is paid in sweat

Forgotten
Scattered patterns again
The masses judge
And ridicule

Remember this
To live inside my head
And give my breath
To fuel my start

Broken
The mind pours from the glass
Molded
Yet formed with the eyes of the past

Code changed to the bone
Full sail from winds, blow
Waves toward clarity
The Pseudo dies inside of me
All this, I'll forever be
A proud heart of humility
Waves toward clarity
The Pseudo dies inside of me!