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!