it lies beneath

beneath the glossy smiles and glassy eyes
beneath the utopian dreams and lofty thoughts
beneath the songs of victory
beneath the labelled clothes and peroxide hair
beneath the Word that wields like a sword
beneath the law that wounds like a gun
beneath the gold that outweighs the sun
beneath the persona that sits like a mask

there is a darkness as thick as the walls we cage ourselves in and closer then our skin
it lies beneath
there are cracks wider than canyons and flaws more visible than dreams
it lies beneath
there is a doubt that screams in our ears bringing closer our deepest fears
there is a twin to the light outside, for we wage war against our shadow side

i am a monster, a pervert, a thief.
my name is poor, ugly and weak
i am a killer, a failure, a fraud
my name is fragle, broken, flawed
it lies beneath
behind my teeth
still your song haunts me...
to run is to die
to die is to live