Lethe's Bowl

Where so-called immorality meets its counterpart
the whole just seems to burst
Nothing I stand for fits in the framework
of common accepted values for life
Distorted preferences legalized by the smell of money
Does it mean that much to you
Are you willing or just naive

Just stop pushing me over the edge
It seems the truth in your soul cage
But I refuse to drink of Lethe's Bowl
Feel my eyes whisper
The words take a warm bath in
Akasha Chronicles
Show me breadth of mind

Can't you see, the coins of goals and
means are turned before your eyes
Or do you prefer the safety of silence
Just walk the easy way and nothing ever changes
It leads to an adjusted moral based on figurative goals
Your shortsightedness twists my heart
If you want to hear what is only to be seen you'll
never understand

Show me breadth of mind
It's the inner rhythm I live for
Superficiality fails to
hide the emptiness beneath the surface

Just stop pushing me over the edge
It seems the truth in your soul cage
But I refuse to drink of Lethe's Bowl
Feel my eyes whisper
The words take a warm bath in
Akasha Chronicles
Show me breadth of mind

Make my day and surprise me
lift yourself and the world with you
But I look in your eyes and that's all I see
Why won't you show your will
Is this really what you believe
have you thought about this
Or was the job boarded out