Bible arm on social hell

Spins its downward spiral

With each year of unprogression

A fine of failure is added

Closer than ever to the edge

A feat in resident martyrs

Strong objects track my body,

My body down



Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light...

Between a labrynth of errors

And the key to the suicide era

Digging through the graves of giants

Words fly to me

A lonely road, like a promise

Failing miserably

Running through like an alphabet of hate

To shake the entire organism closer than ever,

Ever to the edge



Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light...

Between a labrynth of errors

And the key to the suicide era



I kill for the code to disarm this mess

Of psychotic chaos that once I mixed up myself



Disarm