The Catalyst by Desponder Lyrics
Stuck in a paradoxical quandary of conflicted thoughts and apathy
Life in a world of imminent failure
Catalyst to the allure to despond
The foolishness of optimists
Arrogance found in bliss
Continuing to blindly sit
Comfortably in the shit
And all I see is a dying world
The roaring flames singe my eyes
Burning my brow
I abide to the fire
A long neglected fire has rendered recovery a laughable notion
In this loss of hope
I abide to the fire
The foolishness of optimists
Arrogance found in bliss
Continuing to blindly sit
Comfortably in the shit
One night I was awoken by premonitions of existential dread
Non-existence, the peroration of sentience stunned me with fear
In this state of paralysis I lifted my eyes above me and saw an ominous figure of a man
The fear receded, substituted with immense desolation
Without a word he spoke so clearly
A frequency direct input into my mind
With lack of an explanation I knew his intentions
The antidote for disdain of life was to rid myself from it's burden
In anger and disgust I refused the notion
Gaining back my bodily functions
I sprung out of my bed to attack
As he vanished from my perception
In an effort to find him I gazed above me
At the ceiling, I read in blood
Enjoy the rest of your company
Terrified, I ran outside to seek solace from another perspective
Realizing the area was desolate
When a featureless shadow
Vanishing and reappearing
Screaming in a silence then lulled me to sleep
Opening my eyes to feel raindrops upon my head and a pair of bright headlights beside me
Sir, are you okay?
The ambulances are on their way
Weeping, hoping it was just a dream
And all I see is a dying world
The roaring flames singe my eyes
Burning my brow
The flame shines brighter
Stuck in a paradoxical quandary of conflicted thoughts and apathy
Life in a world of imminent failure
Catalyst to the allure to despond
The thought has not left me
I anxiously await their appearance
Still hearing the silence of the scream
Life in a world of imminent failure
Catalyst to the allure to despond
The foolishness of optimists
Arrogance found in bliss
Continuing to blindly sit
Comfortably in the shit
And all I see is a dying world
The roaring flames singe my eyes
Burning my brow
I abide to the fire
A long neglected fire has rendered recovery a laughable notion
In this loss of hope
I abide to the fire
The foolishness of optimists
Arrogance found in bliss
Continuing to blindly sit
Comfortably in the shit
One night I was awoken by premonitions of existential dread
Non-existence, the peroration of sentience stunned me with fear
In this state of paralysis I lifted my eyes above me and saw an ominous figure of a man
The fear receded, substituted with immense desolation
Without a word he spoke so clearly
A frequency direct input into my mind
With lack of an explanation I knew his intentions
The antidote for disdain of life was to rid myself from it's burden
In anger and disgust I refused the notion
Gaining back my bodily functions
I sprung out of my bed to attack
As he vanished from my perception
In an effort to find him I gazed above me
At the ceiling, I read in blood
Enjoy the rest of your company
Terrified, I ran outside to seek solace from another perspective
Realizing the area was desolate
When a featureless shadow
Vanishing and reappearing
Screaming in a silence then lulled me to sleep
Opening my eyes to feel raindrops upon my head and a pair of bright headlights beside me
Sir, are you okay?
The ambulances are on their way
Weeping, hoping it was just a dream
And all I see is a dying world
The roaring flames singe my eyes
Burning my brow
The flame shines brighter
Stuck in a paradoxical quandary of conflicted thoughts and apathy
Life in a world of imminent failure
Catalyst to the allure to despond
The thought has not left me
I anxiously await their appearance
Still hearing the silence of the scream