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letra de act one (too late) - kole xidas

the first page of revelations, ripped straight from the spine
trauma passed through generations, still praying to a shrine
for a god who takes donations, scripts made to be designed
to disturb communications, we’ll rape all of the divine
in our journey to find purpose, selfish desire leads to ruin
worthless attempts at preservation, hopes we can win a losing battle
efforts buried under gravel, fossils are what’s left behind
ultimately, we have to face the truth and become resigned
i find it difficult at times, more often than i don’t
so easy to blame the universe for dashing my hopes
so easy to blame the ghost for sticking around it’s grave
so easy to be engrossed with victimhood and be its slave
my catharsis wasn’t stolen from me, i just let it waste away
i know that i should’ve stayed, every song i’ve ever played
every project i’ve delayed, every decision i’ve made
just another sign of how much i’ve truly decayed
and how much potential i’ve wasted, i’m filled with hate
regret when i was silent and when i asked for that date
no matter what i do i’m always making a mistake
used to create to cope, now i’ll just await my fate

‘cause it’s too late to save me
you can’t help me…
you can’t…
it’s too late
i save my best material for projects that may never come to be
chase my ideas eagerly, rush out my scr-ps so easily
believing me is harder than it used to be, and that’s on me
failure to live up to all my promises, and for that i’m sorry
but i can’t ignore the lies that i use to cover the rest
insecurities, character flaws i refuse to address
if you suggest i seek therapy, i’ll drop off without a trace
i did it once before, maybe this time you won’t chase me
you’ll never change me, best to put me down humanely
i ain’t acting different lately, i’m just showing myself plainly
it’s amazing how desperate i used to be for you to save me
now i’d rather you just hate me, maybe then you won’t enslave me, agh
flower pots you never bought crushed beneath my feet
letting go of all your ropes, never thought i’d feel this free
return the favor, squeeze your throat, share with you how to feel weak
then i’ll leave you with nothing more than the bruise upon your cheek
tears that well up in your brown eyes, i can’t help but chuckle
i’m standing in between where we were and where we always struggled
in a puddle of our blood, under the moon with you tonight
dancing to the silent tunes of the creator with delight
i won’t take your bait another time, just give it to me straight
if you want a feeble servant, it’ll take more than a debate
i may have accepted my fate, but that doesn’t mean i’m sedated
i’m still just as jaded, but now i won’t hit the brakes ‘cause it’s too late…

…to save me
you can’t help me…
you can’t…
it’s too late
look at me straight
do the maggots hold my smile up enough?
will you stay with me till everythings gone?
you won’t
i can’t
we won’t
till my funeral it’s stigmatized
and everything is never enough
it’s eating at my lids and my ducts
i’ll cry
i can’t
you won’t
even mourn me till they lift me down

- kole xidas

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