Glory Days
de Mind.in.a.box
When metal cleaves bone
When hope is left alone
It's not pain that I fear
Nor the head of the spear
It's the shadows of the mind
It's the closed vision-blind
In those moments I run
Like a waiting trap, sprung
Like a bullet shot, stung
In those moments I run
When no treasure is secure
When the malady has no cure
It's not danger that I fear
Nor the whispering ear
It's the lack of a lasting future
It's the never-healing suture
In those moments I run
Like the horizon chasing sight
Like dusk chasing daylight
In those moments I run
When words have no sense
When belief has no evidence
It's not others that I fear
Nor the smile and the tear
It's the pure unfiltered insanity
It's the beast called humanity
In those moments I run
Like the sane man I am
Like the lion from the lamb
In those moments I run
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