Woorden: The Academy Is.... The Author.

the search has begun, this is page one
men meet your maker, i give you the author
he may seem familiar because he looks like your mirror
you've lied like a lawyer, but don't deny it
when you're face to face with demons
dancing off mirror images, reflecting all that you wanted
so far from perfect
onward, we will strive
take it for what it's worth
this truth that you've realized
you're not who you thought you were
it's time you see the other side of what you have become
nothing but your single serving selfish chapters
of sacrificial moral standards
no stranger to apathy in bold situations
take your time to make it happen
leave your mirror and spare your excuse as a self-serving actor
so close to perfect
it's all the same, no face or complexion
you're not worth what you're spending
when you're screaming "danger, danger!" don't stop
go on alone
desperate endeavor, you've got to take it or leave it, if you will
not so convincing that you're the only one here who can't be like me
the search has begun, leave your letters but it won't matter
take back what is left before your death
but is it really you that they suspect
you take shots, who's the figure before the flame

it's not hard to spark, but it's hard to master
so look for the answer
single serving selfish chapters on your condition
lust and liars
so get out, stop dreaming, if you're one for breathing
sacrificial moral standards of two reflections
truth and fire
something you'll live for
so close to perfect
it's all you've got, one chance for conviction
lies fuel fires, and your suspect won't walk
you're screaming "danger, danger!" don't stop
go on alone
desperate endeavor, you've got to take it or leave it, if you will
not so convincing that you're the only one who could be like me
from this point on, the way you thought it would all work out
but we've hit autumn, just follow the story
the fall of the author
just one more year, and you'll cease to regret
one on one to repent, all eyes are fading
sleep alone