Disciple

I see it in your eyes
The friction is palpable
This tension between us alludes to another life

You whispered your poison, lamenting the ways of the creed
Spare me your sympathy

Just leave and be on your way

You're calling the kettle black
We're both searching for purpose and
The distance between us compounds with each attack

I was sifting for meaning and losing myself in the flood
Now I'm embracing all I've become

I'll leave and be on my way
Relent
There's nothing more to say

Finding release within
The flames
Tempered and born again

Bury your disbelief
How does one make a life?
Leave your pain behind
Or struggle in vain
Decide

There is no other way
Leading the blind, we are
Far beyond the point of no return

This is the calm before the storm
The end of the line
Choose again before you lose it all

So bury your disbelief
How does one make a life?
Leave your pain behind
Or struggle in vain
Decide