It's come to rape the soul the meaning of control
It's waiting for it's waiting...obscene
In dark dishonest times the strangest things unwind
And undermine the undecided fate
Force time all divided trips fine line warmth and craziness
They're all spilling facing death up highs the tide
Push aside unrelenting lips smack talks read the moving lips
Willing pillows brace the neck hung out to die
And in the the sting of luck my gut feels false and sold
To exercise what seems that can't uphold
Craving...anything...What's going on..replicate
Left it delve on to hit what is it? nothing...
Thrust knives deep the benefits why try overcoming this
When's the killing shakes the rest to paint the sky red-eye
Crossed eyes undecided shit times lies all because of this
When the killing takes my breath a lasting sigh
All life starts with death all death starts with life
Ever circles back again ever falls to regain
All life ends with hope
All hope is to know
Righteous places righteous times
Even though we live to die