Oblivion Songtext
von Acretongue

Cast and moulded - well defined
Bent and folded - one of a kind,
A new bloodline

Kind and skillful - yet so deprived
Artificial, just to survive
Are you alive?

Straight and narrow - a lonely line
Details are arrows that′s killing time
A flaw by design


Hide - or face these fears
Those silent blows that no one hears

Why - it seems so clear
Your fragile frame - an end so near
As the cracks appear

Through hesitation, you hide yourself
Such trepidation, too deep to delve

The mould was broken, when you gave in
The blow you feared for, came from within

You could leave the mistakes
Lose the fear in your wake


There's not much that′s at stake
Oblivion's not your fate.