There's no sanity here.
Only blame of the last child.
There's no sanctity here.

You must fall when you kneel.
Must we go there to find you and a sense of security.

Leave your fist at the door.
Bring your terror inside you.
Take the stake you ignored and break down.

Bad, the choices you made.
God I'll make one for proving if humanity's dead, I am.

Will I go where I know when I get sick of me?
Why is there no way out when you need such release?
Follow the fairway home let it take you to see all the things you expect there to be still waiting.
When the water is full to the touch it is too cold, making under the skin crawl out.
Lately trickers unleash blackened words better left dead.
Can a dreamer undream everything?
Free yourself, keep your legs.
Wings won't help race from grace.
Go find change release pain.
Anything that can drain.
Here it is rusty blade.
Now it's time to disgrace.
And now the pressure's here.
Can you live up to fear and take the next way out of here to no where?
To push is to begin, to slide and slice the skin.
The overflow lets out and you begin to win.
My days don't brighten.
My cares aren't heightened.
My face has lightened.
My fears are draining away.

I dreamed once of a place where I was getting away.
Come so close to being okay.
The purpose took it away.
And pulled me away.

I don't need this inside of me, under sense of security.
I don't need this inside of me.