Half Sight Know Hope
When you look in the mirror, what is it that you see – a reflection of the child that you once used to be or a broken old man losing sight of their dreams? Once an angel in your mother's eyes, that's all that you'd be; now a demon that's thriving from a skyline of greed. I am the light that's there to guide you home – the distant echo of a voice you used to know. The bitter taste of a life that brought you everything, that you've now clouded with visions only a heartless man could see. There's no hiding from the green in your eyes, your wages paid by the worlds misfortune. Death is no longer something that we fear inside – you've already made us feel like we've died a f..cking thousand times