Tho paths, two desires, two sides to every story
Stripped from all beliefs and placed in the line of fire
Let this be rubric of your frail imagination gaining innovative tactics for personal warfare and devastation... self deception... pain
A pointilism atmospfere at point blank range twists and turns
We go between the particles
Esoteric conclusions weave the seams which make a two color argument a three way pitfall
Further contemplations only cause further decension of the faltering divide
Knowledge strikes with no mercy on the unprepared, Are your ready for this?
I don't know how everything has come to this, all our schemes come down with a vengeance, they could bury as alive, the look on your face, a mountain side relic to exceed all lifetimes
There's a crisis in the gray s***e between life and death, they've decoded your heart, unleashed all the memories, found your weakness and made it their strength
Thestorm has arrived
We're losing strength of time and s***e, expanding contusions on a past and a future
We're losing strength on the axis of forever, disguising confusions as ageless contentions
I've always been at war with myself, you wondered why... I'm saying I don't know
Hypothesis one... I broke my own dreams so long ago
Hypothesis two... I starved a futile rebellion until they were no longer so futile
Hypothesis three... I broke every rules heart and expected them to plai fair
Hypothesis four... We're all alone in the forgotten tombs of deceit. Reprisal swings so majestically just out of reach...
Die again and again...
I don't know how everything has come to this, all our schemes come down with a vengeance. They could bury as alive. the look on your face, a mountain side relic to exceed all lifetimes
There's a crisis in the gray s***e between life and death
They've unlocked your heart, unleashed all the memories
Found your weakness and made it their strength
The storm has arrived
Everything is falling down, we're under it and marked for death
Which side? Either could behold more doom. Either could behold your destiny...
Stripped from all beliefs and placed in the line of fire
Let this be rubric of your frail imagination gaining innovative tactics for personal warfare and devastation... self deception... pain
A pointilism atmospfere at point blank range twists and turns
We go between the particles
Esoteric conclusions weave the seams which make a two color argument a three way pitfall
Further contemplations only cause further decension of the faltering divide
Knowledge strikes with no mercy on the unprepared, Are your ready for this?
I don't know how everything has come to this, all our schemes come down with a vengeance, they could bury as alive, the look on your face, a mountain side relic to exceed all lifetimes
There's a crisis in the gray s***e between life and death, they've decoded your heart, unleashed all the memories, found your weakness and made it their strength
Thestorm has arrived
We're losing strength of time and s***e, expanding contusions on a past and a future
We're losing strength on the axis of forever, disguising confusions as ageless contentions
I've always been at war with myself, you wondered why... I'm saying I don't know
Hypothesis one... I broke my own dreams so long ago
Hypothesis two... I starved a futile rebellion until they were no longer so futile
Hypothesis three... I broke every rules heart and expected them to plai fair
Hypothesis four... We're all alone in the forgotten tombs of deceit. Reprisal swings so majestically just out of reach...
Die again and again...
I don't know how everything has come to this, all our schemes come down with a vengeance. They could bury as alive. the look on your face, a mountain side relic to exceed all lifetimes
There's a crisis in the gray s***e between life and death
They've unlocked your heart, unleashed all the memories
Found your weakness and made it their strength
The storm has arrived
Everything is falling down, we're under it and marked for death
Which side? Either could behold more doom. Either could behold your destiny...