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Static Horizon by RaTTbOnE

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Static Horizon

Alternative Metal

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STILL WALKING ON THIS STATIC HORIZON!
The calendar pages bleed into one, the sun is a stranger, its duty is done.
There's a map in my hand, but the ink has all run, and every road forward leads back where I began.
A dull hum vibrates deep in my bones, surrounded by voices but hearing no tones.
They're building their futures on foundations of stone,
while I'm just here staring at the great unknown.
The air gets thin, a pressure in my head, replaying every foolish word I said.
My shadow stretches filled with dread, is this the path or a cliff's edge instead?
I'm walking on a static horizon, where the ground gives way to noise and fright.
My future's a screen with nothing rising, just the ghost of a ghost in a pale white light.
My own two hands against a faceless fight.
Am I collapsing or just learning to ignite?
The face in the mirror is starting to crack, he asks me for answers I know that I lack.
He whispers of failure, there's no turning back, puts another stone of doubt inside my pack.
And all the advice, it just clogs up my ears. Have faith, be patient, conquer your fears.
It's easy to say from a distance of years, when you're not the one drowning in silent tears.
The chest gets tight, a panic in my throat, searching for a single solid anecdote.
The silence screams a piercing high-pitched note, am I the captain or sinking with the boat?
I'm walking on a static horizon, where the ground gives way to noise and fright.
My future's a screen with nothing rising, just the ghost of a ghost in a pale white light.
My own two hands against this endless night.
Am I collapsing or just learning to ignite?
Tear the skin from the muscle, pull the wires from the wall.
Is this just part of the hustle, or the prelude to the fall?
I'm clawing at the veil, trying to see what's behind.
Is there anything there, or is it all in my mind?
I'm walking on a static horizon, where the ground gives way to noise and fright.
My future's a screen with nothing rising, just the ghost of a ghost in a pale white light.
My own two hands against this fading night.
Am I collapsing or learning to ignite?
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