3rd Stage of Decay - Decadence

With my eyes you look at me

You will see what I see, day by day

You hide as I look away

I see you, you watch me, our eyes meet

Observing your every move

Alone here you and I, days go by

No persona to despise

No one here hears us cry anymore

Thought, chaotic by nature

Ordered when it’s crumbling away

The curtain is now opened to show

The 3rd stage of decay

The power it holds inside

Filled with passion that has died

Who are you to tell me

What my eyes should see?

I look at your eyes again

In the shade, I see the dead ringer

Laughing at my suffering, follow me

You who cry at my pain

The one who is taking control

Living through your breath, having it all

Feeling what you feel within

The creation which I’ve lead to ruin

Thought, chaotic by nature

Ordered when it’s crumbling away

The curtain is now opened to show

The 3rd stage of decay

The power it holds inside

Filled with passion that has died

Who are you to tell me

What my eyes should see?

Breathing out a decadent sigh

You and I are confined in this room

Not losing sight of ourselves

Together forever our own slaves

I want to see your smashed face

Shattered like the pieces building up life

Gathering pieces as one, cutting you

Bleeding me through your skin

Thought, chaotic by nature

Ordered when it’s crumbling away

The curtain is now opened to show

The 3rd stage of decay

The power it holds inside

Filled with passion that has died

Who are you to tell me

What my eyes should see?