Smokescreen across your eyes
While I can see the skies
Why are you behind bars
When I can touch the stars
Your ears they cannot hear
The music which I hold dear
And fingers that feel, but cannot touch
While I move slightly and hold much

You're living in your self-made prison
But from mine I have risen
You're surrounded by internal clashes
While I've risen from my ashes
Endless cyclone of dismay
Will you live another day?

You're riding the steed of self-destruction
Another commodity at the slave auction
Why won't you look in the mirror of your soul
Find yourself a lifelong goal
You say "Every time the mirror's crack'd"
"Why don't you just get off of my back?"
I could just say to hell with you
But that's not my place to do.

These binds that you've let around you
Are only ones that you can undo
I'll offer you counsel, give you advice
When you're down I'll try to be nice
Endless cyclone of dismay
Will you live another day?

Somewhere beneath your clouded eyes
Sometimes I see beneath your disguise
The lights are shining pure and bright
A lit match against the black night
I know you can untie your straitjacket
And if you try, you'll make it yet
It's within you to reverse the spiral
To avoid the verdict at your trial.

Plan your escape now, before it's too late
And you can avoid a terrible fate
You can destroy the aggressor
Between you two, it's the lesser
Endless cyclone of dismay
I think you'll live another day.