Misanthrope River

Here: Perhaps, 'tis the sole current that forever flows

Leaving the gilded, youthful shore behind

By venomous grief to drench the ever-belligerent stream

All too real, too vast, this the shattered, incompetent dream

When nothing is what it seems

And the world has been pulled over your eyes

When false light beings flock in the dissonance

We're moving upstream down the misanthrope river

Where shall I go if one of us dies?

Where shall I go if one of us dies?

Beware, my psychic inheritance

No withdrawal, please

Remedy me

From where nothing is what it seems

I've never asked for this!

What truth has gone beneath the tide

When every measure's been taken to steal the rushing light?

Where shall I go if one of us dies?

I'm moving upstream down the misanthrope river

Cleansing our souls down the misanthrope river

And cold is the shiver with a brushing stroke of winter

Cold, cold is the shiver

I'm moving upstream down the misanthrope river

River

For you, my heart's last drum

No withdrawal, please

Remedy me

For what am I not allowed to see?

I've never asked for this!