White Phantom

I could have been you... a long time ago
I could have been
Pull me apart piece by piece until you were done
And there's nothing to compare with the nightmares
Nothing even comes close
Like a phantom withdrawn, safe until dawn
Injured in exile
Dampened and chilled with the wound still bleeding
It's not real, as your hand passes through it
Still you know it's there
And you can't turn away and you hear in the distance
The Gods are still singing
Slipping into silence straining to hold on
Then once it falls away
There's no going back
You had to know this was coming
Glorious and curious with a new set of eyes
Looking down upon the world
Are the Gods still singing do they reach you like they did once
Have their voices grown old to your new ears
Will you walk away and let them fade
You're a new machine now complete with apathy
You'll turn your back like they turned away
And finally put a stop to those Gods
And their voices singing
No need for inspiration...he has what you've come here for
Do what you have to, make the nightmare come true
Let the bitter wine flow
The delicious taste of being jaded
Now shove it down the throats of everyone you know
Pull yourself higher ignore all the heat from the ones down below
Then when you're ready, tell them what they want to hear
Tell them the truest lie of them all
He's waiting with that smile
And the Muse keeps dancing, his cold blades spinning
And he'll pause just a moment
Before he plunges the blades in
And you're clawing at your skull, tearing at your eyes
You let him take control, owns you as he rapes you
And you're letting it go, no choice no voice no chance
Can't keep up with his laughter can't keep up the dance
He left your spirit in shambles and your sanity in rags
And now that he has you, you might have a chance
Another chance to be anyone he wants you to be
He consumed your will to break it, filled you with rage
He's made the perfect monster, beaten, broken
Hungry and aggressive full of desire for the mind he fed it
Years of his torment is what you will face
He'll drive you harder harder and harder
Your nose to the ground down upon your knees
And you'll beg to beg him, want him need him
Glorify, desire him
Enslave yourself for his amusement
Go ahead now
Make the mirror proud, make the phantom happy
And when he uses you up and leaves you spent
Naked in the gutter, lonely and desperate
You'll be smiling like a fool for what he gave you
He made you into somebody, cherished without a soul
Beloved by all... striking and beautiful
While he torments my head
The blades always spinning but never make contact
And plead for death while laughing
Laughing as he denies me
I would beg for their release
To send the icy crack of thunder down my spine
So I could be someone....anyone....