I am the architect of your troubled mind
I search for purpose but find nothing of use
I am a ghost and nowhere is home
I scribble my final words on blood-stained parchment
Frantically whispering prayers to God
A hopeless endeavor; For I am too lost to be found
I curse my life with every word I speak
I plan my fate with every though I think
I cut deeper with every step I take
Digging my grave with every move I make
I am torn between the kingdoms of heaven and hell
Quartered by angels and demons
I am but a vessel, an extension of his blackened sway
God take me away, but the devil does not fight fair
God no longer hears a word I say
Imprisoned in my own mind; a tortured soul I remain
I've cursed my life
God no longer hears a word I say
Imprisoned in my own mind
There is no devil on my shoulder; for he has made his home in me
I am the paragon of deceit; I'm the epitome of ruination
supported by 5 fans who also own “The Paragon of Deceit”
I'm a big fan of The Faceless middle two albums and when I saw Lyle Cooper was on this album I knew I needed to check it out. I bought the discography almost instantly, reminds me a little of The Faceless and a bit more of Fallujah who I also adore. Well worth the money, Support these great Musicians! dragonslayer8228
supported by 5 fans who also own “The Paragon of Deceit”
The nostalgia is palpable. I can remember using an off brand mp3 player to listen to this in my freshmen year of high school. I SHOULD HAVE SLAYED YOU LIKE A DRAGON LAST WEEK. CLEANSING