the most unfortunate lie

someone was here before me

and they took the possibility away

and without any control or freedom

the elements were laid down in this way

and so my mind is slowly devoured

by the ideas to which it subscribes

and in the end

i'm left with nothing

except the memory of believing my own lies

and where are you now

my most unfortunate lie

the light shows my face in the mirror

and my hand as it reaches to touch

the evidence of pain and delusion

and a mind which was never clear enough

i saw the sun rise in an ancient desert

where this moment was first foretold

and the black water was thick as blood

and my hands

they were full of gold

and where are you now

the most lethal

all-consuming lie i ever told

where are you now

my unfortunate

irreversible lie