Lusted obscenities, force fed the punch
Turn down inner monologue, cautions to the wind
Dissect every substitute, finding fault no matter the state
There's always some form of mistake
Deceptive, oppressive, mad regime
Lost control, wake up screaming from this dream
Taken inside the demons eye, Fixed upon a broken sky, realized
Pull the thorn from your side, and stitch your wounds, before you die
Choke it down until i choke myself to death
Living, breathing chunks of bleeding flesh
Tasting of the telling smoke, to suffocate what matters most
Masks are cracking, souls reacting, spinning towards this
Guilt nailed into my skull, i fall, down the cluttered road
Retold, suffering this oath
I'm reaching for hope