Bitter Truth lyrics

I knew a man, I `m proud to say

But he couldn`t live in a world he couldn`t see

The laws of life, it `s ways are cold

Hidden patterns genetic mold



No one seemed to know for sure

A knowing look of falling to death `s door

Living unreal, time is to steal

Booking passage on a journey unknown



Blackened veins of nihilistic sadness

A painted mask substance induced gladness

With a spike or from a bottle

Tiny cartoon pictures on a square of paper blotter



He was a man, was fear`s machine

Sickness don`t fail, don`t succumb to self-esteem

Unseen vessel, undreamed flight

No one knows if you were wrong or if you were right

R.I.P. H.B.



[Dedicated to Dough (H.B.) Caldwell - R.I.P.]