Forseer (Cryptic - Screech)

Ah... the typical crystal ball fortune telling eh? That's generally what I was imagining when I came up with the concept of Forseer. It's someone who relives the same life again and again, but doesn't seem to understand how to make things better.

The theme and the lyrics are quite inspired by Bullet For My Valentine's album "Gravity", and also to some extent, Groundhog Day (but only to some extent... see what I did there?).

I also tried something very different for the accompanying image, magic is supposed to be smoke, mirrors, and color after all, right?

Anyways. Without creating too many time-loops, do read on...

Forseer

I see everything,

Though it might be,

Kinda sorta maybe,

A figment of my imagination.

I wish I was blind,

I wish I was there,

I wish I could burn these masks that they all wear.

What I see with my eyes,

What I know in my head,

What I feel in my heart,

I've seen it all before,

I thought,

Maybe it was different,

Maybe this would actually make sense.

I saw this coming, I've always known,

A lucid dream, That I can't control,

I said goodbye, A long time ago,

I told them so.
I've been where I want,

I'm not needed anymore,

I don't want to breathe,

Around the company that they keep.

I didn't want to intrude,

But I guess they misunderstood,

There's a safe little bubble,

I don't want to burst,

I don't want any trouble.

The days, they’ve started to fade,

They blend together like one big mistake.
I don't do it for the applause.

They all know I used to,

I didn’t stop for anybody’s sake,

The appeal just died down,

It all just seemed fake.

Ignorance is blindness,

I've known, I've preached,

Unfortunately no one believes,

They love their comatose relief,

Before they get torn to pieces.
and they fall,

While I stay in my psychedelic bliss,

My state of nirvana,

Observing everything that others miss.

Here's a reminder and a little parting kiss.

It's undeniable that something's not right,

The darkness is looming,

I'm no longer the guiding light.

Lost in space,

No gravity pulling me down,

But I can't fly,

I've got no wings of my own,

And there's no place like home.

I've stayed away,

I needed to revitalize,

And gather my energy again.

The filter was least applied,

But it was still there,

It always takes strength,

No exceptions,

I know it isn't fair.

Never talk straight,

Never going back to tomorrow,

I’ll find my happiness on my way out.

My head's hurt for hours,

I think I'm done,

But I know, I see,

Just a word,

And I'll be back like an idiot.

No words can tell,

This little unfortunate tale,

There are no lines to read between,

It’s implicitly implied,

Like appreciating a fine wine.

Legends of old,

It seems as though, They see my pain.

Their words, their songs,

Have carried me through this bitter brawl.

Dull the senses,

Free fall in slow motion,

Psychedelic panorama,

My head’s an empty ocean.

As I go on,

Reliving all that I’ve relived before,

Maybe someday they’ll relive the moments,

And find what they couldn’t,

When they didn’t fix what’s broken.

As I wait for the next black hole to open,

Keep my head filled with the empty ocean,

Free fall in slow motion.

Cheers... ScreechDrummer...