Brother

Gods of War

Behind every mask, something is hidden…
 something we’ll never see
Behind the glass, they wear their face,
A hollow mask in a crowded space.
They speak in tongues, they play their role,
But I see the cracks beneath the control.


Every word is rehearsed, every step is planned,
A counterfeit life built by hand!
But beneath the surface, it starts to fray,
The perfect image fades away.

I see the cracks beneath the skin!
The hollow eyes where truth wears thin!
What they show is not what’s real,
A fragile front they can’t conceal!


They move like shadows in a painted scene,
A perfect world where nothing's seen.
But I’ve seen beyond, I’ve felt the lie,
The emptiness behind their eyes.

No emotion, no soul to feel,
Just a shell of what was real!
They smile bright, but their eyes are dead,
Everything’s spoken, nothing’s said.

I see the lines begin to break!
The weight of the mask they can’t shake!
Their faces crack, the truth exposed,
A hollow life that they never chose!

They hide behind what they think is right,
But in the dark, they lose the fight.
The more they wear it, the less they see,
The mask becomes reality.

I see the fractures deep inside!
The lies they can’t continue to hide!
It all comes down, it all falls through,
What’s left behind is nothing true!

Plastic Smiles

Whispers crawl along the walls
Echoes of footsteps down empty halls..
History is buried beneath the floor..
But the stains remain, can’t be ignored…
Windows watch like empty eyes..
There is no escape from where the darkness lies

If I could pull you back through time,
Would you see the hidden crime
No more doors, no more light..
All that’s left is endless night

Secrets locked, but they seep through cracks
Memories claw, always coming back!!
You can try to run, but you’ll never leave.
What’s buried here will make you believe
Silent screams behind closed doors,
They linger here forevermore.

If I could show you what they’ve done,
Would you break or would you run?
No more peace, no more grace,
You’re trapped inside this twisted place.

The walls are breathing, but you can’t see..
There’s something here, waiting to be free..
Time’s unraveling, and the truth’s revealed..
All that’s hidden, never healed….

If I could take you back to see,
Would you understand what’s haunting me?
No more life, no more day,
In the dark, we all must stay…
It’s still here… waiting!!!!!!!!!!

Red Rum

Just back to the basics on these two.
Having fun and destroying my voice.

Pick And Finger- Acoustic

Solo Artist these days.
I do this for my sanity.
I'm still trying to find my voice.

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