Burning beds

Fell in your maddening world i'll never wake up from this dream.
Trying to discern between clarity and memory.
It's possible that i've created this in spite of me, all my adornments seem to wear their separate faces
I can't face another day, waiting for the blame
But i don't wanna burn the bed when it's over
I put my trust in fate, could be my worst mistake.
But i don't want to learn the truth in the covers.
In the silence in the distance between you and me
Building resistance to the obvious things that i see.
Then the violins they're whispering in side of me, here come the violence he's wearing all my faces
Hate has become our one true invention, avenge these thoughts with a single intention, all that we are is lost forever.
All you ever wanted was to finally escape the thing you created.all you ever wanted was to finally burn down the last thing i have left.