| There is something to be said about resilience
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| The more it hurts, the greater the resistance
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| But I can’t shake the fear in my subconscious
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| Everything you are is toxic, I close my eyes
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| I dread the torment of the war yet to come, I’m paralysed
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| Visions of demons tearing down the walls around my heart (Run)
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| There’s no place better for these things that I hide
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| Than in the darkest reaches of my fragile mind
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| And when the nightmares return
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| You will have nowhere to run
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| Ire
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| Black void, you’re singing to me, it’s so easy
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| Hypnotise me as you render my mind weak
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| Suffering in an anchored state, regression
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| Pulling me into depression, I close my eyes
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| A flame chain on my lungs, it burns me from the inside
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| I’m paralysed
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| My eyes fade into the blistering fire (Run)
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| A haze I forever desire
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| Mind abort me from this callous husk
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| I’m sick of lying awake at night, seething
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| Made my home in a world of collisions
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| All the things that I feared came to being
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| A victim of my own visions
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| The taste was sweet and the route was certain
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| Now it’s treacherous and twisted
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| There is no real course of action now to take
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| But forget you were there, forget you existed
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| You fucking fail me
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| Ire
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| Bearing down on me
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| Ire
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| End this misery
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| And when the nightmares return
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| You will have nowhere to run
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| Ire, ire
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| And now it’s finally done
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| You aren’t a friend of mine, no friend to anyone
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| This has taken too much, more than I can allow
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| It’s hard to feel elation with all that weight on your brow
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| And now you’re finally done
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| A danger to yourself, a ticking time bomb
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| It’s no surprise your life is fucking heading south
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| It’s hard to smell the roses with all that shit in your mouth |