Other A place for me to rest

[N-On-E-Mus]

Once upon a time
We were able to have
Blissful ignorance
But then we grew up
We learned of things
Horrible, horrible things
Evil
We were able to see the darkness
Now I ask myself
Was I better off
As an ignorant child
Only wanting mother’s attention
Only worries we’re coloring outside the lines
Only fear was the monster under our bed
Were we better off like that?

 

[N-On-E-Mus]

They see it as a monster
I see it as a friend
They see it as a parasite
I see it as a helper
They see it as a disease
I see it as a cure
They see it as a destroyer
I see it as a builder
They see it as chaos
I see it as peace
They call it madness
I agree with them

 

[N-On-E-Mus]

The first to go is the interest
One by one, your interest leaves
What you once found fun, now feels like simply a way to about it

Next is your feelings
You no longer feel sadness during loss
You no longer feel fear towards punishment
You no longer feel anger towards those who have wronged you
You no longer feel happiness when being with friends and family
lYou no longer feel love
They all become simply distractions

And the finally, your humanity
You no longer feel remorse for your actions
You no longer feel guilt for hurting
You no longer feel happy for helping
You no longer feel fear, for the punishment that will ensue after what you've done

And from there, you slowly start slipping into a state
While some people might call it psychopathic
We call it enlightenment