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

Shattered glass beneath my feet,
A path I've walked, but can't repeat.
Voices call from hollow walls,
Echoes linger but nothing stalls.
Time wore thin, the lines were crossed,
The price was paid, and all was lost.

Pulled apart by hands unseen,
Fading light through a fractured screen.
Digging deep where shadows slept,
In the end, there’s nothing left.

A silent scream, a wasted breath,
Cloaked in life, but courting death.
Concrete hearts, they pull me down,
I wear the weight like a crooked crown.
No redemption, no resolve,
Just spinning gears that can’t evolve.

Stripped of meaning, thread by thread,
Torn apart where the hopeless bled.
Every vow the earth has kept,
And in the end, there’s nothing left.

Hands of time grind bone to sand,
A wasted life at their command.
No escape, no final breath,
Only silence where nothing’s left.

Pulled apart by hands unseen,
Fading light through a fractured screen.
Digging deep where shadows slept,
In the end, there’s nothing left.

Nothing Left

Cracks in the mirror tell the tale,
Splintered truths, forgotten trails.
Wounds that never close, still burn,
Every step’s a point of no return.
Swallowed words and broken trust,
Left behind to choke on dust.

Hands clenched tight, I hold the flame,
Fuel the fire, embrace the blame.
The silence speaks like a funeral choir,
Nothing left but the boiling fire.

Promises fade, carved in stone,
Buried deep, but I stand alone.
They fed the rage, they pulled the chain,
Now all I feel is the endless strain.
Shattered peace, there’s no reprieve,
Nothing to take, nothing to leave.

Hands clenched tight, I hold the flame,
Fuel the fire, embrace the blame.
The silence speaks like a funeral choir,
Nothing left but the boiling fire.

[Slow breakdown riffs hit like a sledgehammer. Drums lock into a crushing groove]
Beneath the weight, I find my place,
Worn and jagged, but I’ll never break.
Anger sharpens what’s been denied,
A hollow shell where hope has died.

Hands clenched tight, I hold the flame,
Fuel the fire, embrace the blame.
The silence speaks like a funeral choir,
Nothing left but the boiling fire.

In Hate

Cracks in the wall start to speak my name,
Cold hands pulling me into the flame.
What’s left of the light I once held near?
Fractured voices, they disappear.
Concrete shadows, a hollow throne,
I’m lost inside, but never alone.

Beneath the surface, I’m caving in,
Breathing dust where life begins.
The silence screams; the rot remains,
No redemption—just rusted chains.

Steps I take only deepen the void,
Tearing apart what I once employed.
A thousand cuts, a broken crown,
Wounds unseen that drag me down.
Reflections fade where the truth should stand,
My grasp dissolves like grains of sand.

Beneath the surface, I’m caving in,
Breathing dust where life begins.
The silence screams; the rot remains,
No redemption—just rusted chains.

Graves built from promises, buried in stone,
Every lie I told now carves my bones.
Eyes wide open, still blind to the end,
A spiral we fall—no way to mend.

Beneath the surface, I’m caving in,
Breathing dust where life begins.
The silence screams; the rot remains,
No redemption—just rusted chains.

All Hope, Lost

If I had to be... completely honest with myself.
I would just say.
I’m exhausted.
Not just physically.
It’s deeper than within.
it’s in the soul.
making me feel so small.
It's not that I don’t want to live.
But it’s a weight I can’t seem to forgive.

Staring at the sky.
drowning in doubt.
When did this fire start to burn out?
Life feels like a relentless tide.
Pushing and pulling, with nowhere to hide.

If, God sat across from me,
There'd be a part of me wanting to be free.
I’d walk up to Him, I’d scream and shout!
“Listen, I’m done! Just let me out!”
I’m worn, I’m torn, fighting this endless fight,
A broken soul lost on Earth's Hell!

Heavy is the burden.
silent is the cry!
How much longer can I survive?
The walls are closing in.
If I slip away, would it matter at all?

Tired of the cycle.
tired of the grind.
Begging for an end to this pointless life.

If I had to be... completely honest with myself,
I would say, I’m exhausted.
it’s in my soul.
Falling apart.
A broken mind that can’t be whole.

It's more as if.
God sat across from me,
There'd be a part of me wanting to be free.
I’d walk up to Him, I’d scream and shout!
“Listen, I’m done! Just let me out!”

Pushing Daisies

Rust on the edges of everything I hold,
Chains in my mind, growing tighter, growing cold.
A throne of shadows where I used to stand tall,
Fingers claw the dirt, but I slip with every step.

Cages we build, ironclad and unseen,
Thoughts like rust—turning sharp, turning mean.
I traded my sky for walls I can't tear down,
The echoes scream but they make no sound.

Smoke in my lungs, and silence in my veins,
An empty map leads me back to the same chains.
Once a river, now a trickle in the stone,
Every mile I walked just brought me back alone.

Cages we build, ironclad and unseen,
Thoughts like rust—turning sharp, turning mean.
I traded my sky for walls I can't tear down,
The echoes scream but they make no sound.

Stone by stone, I built my grave,
Buried beneath what I couldn’t save.
A ticking clock, a silent cost,
I sold my soul for the freedom I lost.
A price paid... for something I’ll never hold.

Cages we build, ironclad and unseen,
Thoughts like rust—turning sharp, turning mean.
I traded my sky for walls I can't tear down,
The echoes scream but they make no sound.

Freedom I've Lost

I opened my heart just to fall apart,
Chasing shadows in the dark.
Gave everything, now there’s nothing left,
A hollow shell of what was best.

The more I tried, the more I bled,
A sacrifice you never read.
I lost myself in every fight,
Now I’m alone in the endless night.

If I could take it back, erase the scars,
The broken dreams, the shattered stars!
I’d pull away before I fell,
But now I’m trapped inside this hell!

I gave you all, but you turned away,
Left me standing in the fray.
Every moment cut so deep,
Now I’m haunted by what I couldn’t keep.

I thought I’d found my place in you,
But now I see it was never true.

If I could heal the wounds I bear,
Erase the weight I’ve had to wear.
I’d let go of this endless chase,
And find my way out of this place.

I searched for you, but lost my way,
In every word, in every day.
Now the silence tells me why,
I was just a flicker passing by.

I tried to hold what wasn’t mine,
Now I see the fault in time!
The more I gave, the more I broke,
Every word a crushing yoke.
I see the truth now, it’s too late,
Locked outside a burning gate.

If I could find a way to feel,
Without the pain, without the steel!
I’d tear away from this cold dream,
And rise above the silent scream!
I gave too much… and now I’m gone.
I gave too much... and lost myself

Broken And Lost

Carved in the fires where loyalty was born,
Through storms and shadows, our bond was sworn.
Hands Froozen, we ride through the midnight air,
Unbroken armor forged in sacrifice and flight

Sharp as the edge of a blade we once wielded,
A name etched in steel, forever shielded.
Sharp in my mind like a memory that won’t sever,
True friendship stands—never to fade.

After 20 years pass, and life’s built.
Laughter echoes where silence once reigned,
Cracks in the road, but we never complained.
We spoke with glances, no need for disguise,
The truth reflected in unflinching eyes.

Sharp as the truth that cuts through the dark,
A bond untouched, unshaken, and stark.
Sharp like a promise no war could sever,
True friendship stands—never to fade.

A thousand miles, yet the ground remains the same,
Unspoken words still carry your name.
When the dust clears and the world has burned,
It’s your face in the ash, it’s the lesson I’ve learned.

Sharp as the scars that time could not erase,
A soul reflected in a loyal face.
Sharp as a vow whispered under dark weather,
True friendship stands—never to fade..

“Love you brother!!!!!!”

Friendships So Sharp

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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