Thoughts Of The Shower

Who the fuck are we to think that we must ammount?

Can it be that we are made to fail, just like everyone else?

There can't be an overcoming will in all the worlds hearts

For one it is not in those that I see day in and out

Seeking true hate and only finding true pain

Hate is the pain underneath the madness trying to get out

These things wonder in my head night after night

As I lay my head down to sleep my demons catch up to me

Showing me the truth that I so whole heartedly believe

Thinking past the reasoning of normal men

Maybe I am the only one that is above the standard of all?

Or maybe it is that I am so far below when I look I think I'm ahead

There is no way of knowing things such as this

Now that the walls of Jericho fall on me

The weight of the anguish of the world lands on me

As the sound of trumpets that I cannot stand blows in my ears

To have life there must be bloodshed and there has been so much

So now as I look out the window I see hell overcoming

In every eye of every man who thinks that he is the almighty one