The Antagonist

Pull out the thorn, and bury your god. Swallow hope and spew forth your reasons
Holding you down. Forced open mouth. Fingers in throat purging the faith
Like a rain dance in the desert. Like a fallen rainbow in the arctic
Broken, and bleeding it's colors. Soon it's faded and disappears
Now everything is a brackish hue

This place smells of roses. It's like a nightmare never-ending.
All the people here are smiling. Counting teeth. Avoiding the eyes
You looked uneasy. I felt nothing at all

Life is performance art. Everyone playing a role. Most go, some stay
 Keep those walls up. Build that fortress tall
You can't let them in. They want to know it all
Stay alive. Suck it all in. Oxygen. Nutrients. Absorb the life force
Making memories. Carve out a hollow epitaph
Some folks never get there. Sometimes the beanstalk only grows so tall 
Living life in a shell. Keep it holy. Keep it well. Heaven waiting for the ones without questions

Reject it. Deny everything and everyone. Refuse, and resist
Hold your breath. Starve yourself, and withhold
Opposition and strife are all you know
Peel it all back. Puke it all up. Pull off the face and reveal the lies

No truth. No reason. Everything here is a fucking fairy tale.
Remember when you were the one. Remember when you felt the cold burn. The fire and the flame. The singed embers on your flesh. The truth and it's unforgiving face

No one can ever know. That bitter taste left everything sour
Remember it well. Life is performance art. We are here to dance and sing
They want us to fail. We were born to fail. It was meant to die. Nothing ever meant anything more

Hold your grudge. Find a reason. A furrowed brow and nothing more
Self righteous and proud. It makes me sick. Vomit. Shit. Blood in the stool