The projection in the trench

My god how things have changed since I was young
Dear god what the hell have I become?
My dear you should really mind your tongue
Before this world of ours is completely undone
Before this would of ours is undone

What was once wood has turned to stone
And I may be free, but I'm still alone

Trees used to block the sun from here
Now roots tangled into the surface
Losing the stillness of water
Refreshing wind into dead air
The seduction under the sun
The projection in the trench

It tells me to start a new life
It shows me the truth behind closed eyes
My god these circles won't leave me be
Keep crashing into my sides until I bleed
Clarity settles as the forest regrows
Never again will I lose control
I follow my heart, I forget the past
I burn my bridges to light my path