Those With No Eyes
Jedi Mind Tricks Lyrics

Intersections in real time
The complex connections and choices we face in the present moment

The unbroken circle and dimensions
The continuous cycle and varying aspects of existence

Of the mind, the tie that binds
The interconnectedness and influence of our thoughts and beliefs

The eternal tie that defines
The everlasting connection that shapes our identity

The vanity of my insanity in due time will shine
The egotistical nature of my madness will eventually become apparent

Like the night seas under the moon
Similar to the mysterious depths of the ocean illuminated by the moonlight

The haunted corners of familiar rooms
The unsettling presence in familiar yet unsettling places

Yet I'm consumed with vanishing into thin air
However, I am consumed with the desire to disappear without a trace

The realization that this shit is my cross to bear
The understanding that I must endure and suffer through these circumstances

So where did I think I could run away to see
Where did I foolishly believe I could escape to

The people that decided to leave without asking me
The individuals who chose to depart without considering my feelings or desires

But we decide to wait for happier tomorrows
Nevertheless, we choose to hope for better upcoming days

And find someone so they can be distractions from our sorrow
And seek companionship to divert our attention from grief

But my distraction's the books and paper that I scrawl in
However, my solace lies in writing and expressing myself through literature

I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves that have just fallen
My words flow effortlessly and gracefully, much like a gentle breeze or freshly fallen leaves

I've crawled in a corner hoping all of this will end
I have retreated to a secluded place, yearning for the conclusion of my struggles

With the knowledge that love is just another word for revenge
Understanding that love can sometimes be fueled by a desire for retaliation

I who have nothing but the comfort of my sins
Despite having nothing else, I find solace in my own wrongdoings

I who have nothing but the comfort of my friends
Having nothing else, I find solace in the companionship of my loved ones

As I decay, demons prey above me like a vulture
While I deteriorate, malevolent forces loom over me, preying on my vulnerabilities

Ability to endure contradiction is a high sign of culture
The capacity to withstand opposing ideas is indicative of intellectual sophistication

Verbal sculptures, self-defacing
My words crafted meticulously, often depreciating my own worth

It is not God or lunacy that I am facing
I am not confronting divinity or insanity

But the erasing of the purity and passion of my words
Rather, I am grappling with the loss of authenticity and fervor in my expressions

The herds of cattle babble on with talk of the absurd
The masses mindlessly chatter about nonsensical matters

But I preferred to walk away from all the feuds
However, I chose to distance myself from all the conflicts

To find my life is more confusing than a Rubik's cube, so I'm subdued
Discovering that my existence is more bewildering than a complex puzzle, leaving me subdued

In all my words of verbal prods
In every piece of provocative language I utter

To live alone, one must be an animal or a God
One must possess either primal instincts or god-like qualities to thrive in solitude

But it's official, all of my pain is clear as crystal
Now it is undeniable, all my suffering is transparent and obvious

The natural side of life has now been seeming artificial
The genuine aspects of existence appear contrived and counterfeit

But I can hit you and rest assured that I'm the last words
But I can strike you and be confident that my actions will have the final impact

I could give a fuck about your secrets and your passwords
I am indifferent towards your confidences and confidential information

I get past words and their ability to hurt you
I surpass mere words and their power to cause you pain

Patience is a virtue and knowledge is a commercial
Displaying patience is commendable, and knowledge has become monetized

I who have nothing but the pain that I've referred to
Having nothing else, I solely possess the anguish I have alluded to

Lost among the miracles, I stand alone
Amidst the extraordinary occurrences, I find myself isolated

And have grown into a being that's sitting on top a throne I've known
And have developed into an individual who has gained power, a position I am familiar with

For many years that I would turn to rust
For a considerable amount of time, I knew that I would eventually deteriorate

I find a reason for another breath before my return to dust
I discover a motivation to continue living before my eventual demise

I become one with science and mathematics and the rising of the sun
I merge with the principles of science and math, as well as the emergence of a new day

I'm numb to all of those who blind and cannot see
I am emotionally unaffected by those who are ignorant and lack insight

The chastiser of the enemy, perception requires duality
The one who reprimands the foe, understanding necessitates considering both sides

Inspect your soul, the color of coal inside the body
Examine your innermost self, the darkness that resides within

I have hardly come across them who's holy
I have rarely encountered individuals who are truly righteous

Send them to the chairmen to control thee
Submit them to those in power who govern and manipulate

Burning of the sun and frigidness of the cold
The scorching heat of the sun and the chilling coldness

The battlefield is new but the war is now old
The specific conflict may be recent, but the overall struggle is longstanding

You can never see the merest shadow of a halo
You will never witness even the faintest hint of a virtuous aura

Above the head of evil djin who's deadly like tornado
Above the malevolent spirit who possesses devastating power like a tornado

The world has become an aquarium full of gaping fish with murderous smiles
The world has transformed into a confined space filled with unsuspecting predators and their sinister grins

I, on the other hand, stand on the outside looking in
In contrast, I observe from the periphery, excluded from their deceptive games

Writing down murderous vows
Committing to writing my intentions of harm

I who have nothing but the lack of variation
Having only sameness and monotony as my possession

And I who have nothing but chains and suffocation
And having nothing else except the restraints and feeling of being stifled