simple test. (Probing)Probing loss. (Looking)Looking for a vein. (Tapping)Tapping on a grave they call their own. (I) desire. (I) invite (this) process
BURN THE END AND FALL AWAY TRY TO LOOK THE BEST TO PORTRAY THIS DEATH THE AIR AROUND ME IS CLOUDY, SMELLS LIKE CANCER SEEMS LIKE MY NEED TO BE SOMETHING
Fighting lapse of me Conditioned thoughts, potency Life force, extraction, nothing is not there Precious wasted, killed and tested To be what they want
PLEADING, BLOODY, DESIRE, CALLING THIS MEANING, THE WAY IS CLEAR THE PATH AHEAD, THEY CAN'T STOP ME THEY CAN'T STOP THE CALLING SUBMIT MY FLESH TO
I've constructed. Disconnected. Amputation. Liberation. Bound no longer by pathetic offers. This waste of time Flatline I respond relentless. Determination
Cut deep, the wound is open, infection sets in Will this be my last or does the cut get deeper? I can't feel walking with unopened eyes Lies that brought
Self perception of this reason Strive against my heart that's needing Accused by this lust of flesh and death world Born again, born again (Life) Born
LET IT TAKE HOLD WE HAVE PERVERTED, DESTROYED THE TRUTH EXCHANGED FOR A SLANT OR FICTION THAT FEEDS THE PART OF ME THAT WILL BECOME THE DARKEST PLACE
Breathing freely. Function. Easy. Needless chaos. Cast down. Cast off. Needless chaos. Peace of God. Liberate. Liberate. Peace of God. Peace of
For the cause. My trial. My judgement. My retribution. A new machine leaving all behind. Fill the space inside. Shoot to kill the wounded. Mercy will
