empty spaces and sunken faces

A metaphor escapes my mind
For it’s impossible to find
The words to tell you how and why
I feel so empty by and by
And of all the things that I find true
I cannot find the truth in you
I fell on the ground with my face in the dust
Broken and drained from all that I trust
A single stroke to paint the pain away
I clutch the pen and grasp for words to say
Sweet peace, sweet precious sanity
I found a place in your calamity
Now wash away this filth and make me clean
While I tell you of all the things I've seen
A blessed son and his golden crown
A beautiful girl in nigh but a gown
I've seen monsters and kings
And many wretched things
But nothing makes my blood burn
More than the things that I've had to learn

One day strolling up he came from the shadows
It was the man who ran the gallows
He said to me what we all fear
I guess to him my future seemed clear
To be hung at noon on the second morrow
A final end to all my sorrow
Only my clarity then gave me hope
Along with the thoughts of my sacred dope
It’s easy to see in the ground I don’t rot
Because to this day I still dance with the pot

Through darkness came the next words that he said,
When I heard the door shut, he would soon be in bed
I then broke from my cell and began my assault
But soon I had realized it wasn’t his fault
So I took the keys, and I ran free
But they went outside to search for me
And as I watch from all around
I dare not make a single sound
From this, my haven, I can see
All the things we were meant to be
A single tear of days now lost
Shed for those things now laden with frost
A man is a pig and his laws are unjust
But never will he smother my lust

Soon again I was found for my seditious ways
But this time they put me in a synthetic daze
Their so-called cures destroy mens perception
By breaking down our means of contemplation
Lobotomized and feeling great
Their patients can no longer hate
A country of the highest med heads
Their candy will rip your psyche to shreds
With my mind fast asleep and mouth wide awake
I was given more remedies for me to take
Beaten and grilled, they made me a show
But even today my crime I don’t know
I did nothing wrong but they still did me in
As was the custom of Soviet Berlin
A prisoner, a convict, I'm none of these things
I'm just a manifestation of all our nothings
Slowly as that world of dreams became real
All the haze went away and soon I could feel
I picked up my head from where it sat on the floor
With it now on my shoulders I made for the door
With their God on my side, he sent them to hell
The next step now is for us to rebel

I've come here today to tell you my story
Of how we will rob them of all their glory
I am sinless and I am perfection
So please indulge in my recollection
For I found the answers here and there,
My words can take you anywhere,
Open your heart and I will be kind,
My once empty space I no longer can find
I mixed you up and filled in the hole
But the time has come for me to roll

Please leave with me dear, there will be no traces
And walk with me here, while I take you many places…