Somethings going on here the object is uncertain
But I can see the makings of a sinister design
The bristles of the
tightening noose are scratching at my throat
And in Shadows, whispered voices plot to take from me whats mine
The tensions
ever-mounting, and the dams about to break
Somethings going wrong here the lines have all been broken
In the shelter of our
silence conflicts keep upon themselves
We both have our agendas, if only we would voice them
But the guilt between us widens as we
keep them to ourselves
In the suffocating silence
attended by our dreams
this emptiness devours
In the darkness of
desire
where nothings as it seems
our demons lie in wait
For you and me
Subconscious acts replace the spoken word and we
express with cruelty what we neglect to say
And everybodys shouting, but no one can hear
and our desperate ringing fills my
ears
And we all know that words can kill
but their absence is more lethal still
Somethings going on here sinister
design
The tensions ever mounting, the dams about to break
Failing to discuss it could be our last mistake