Lethal

Twisting and turning Your face to the wall Your future was soaring The landing was hard Your conscience would take no resistance You found a way out The threshold of freedom was calling Can I pull you out? I found out you've fallen in the shadows The

Resignated across the rubicon awaiting salvation in the void Standing at the threshold of another paindriving reign A typical winter storm dissolved in a colorless rainbow A monument for the ruptured two seasons away from summer Caressing the bleakne

Make my decisions, carry my flame Reading my lines for the camera's stare Sentenced to follow Mental incision easy to trace Recycled all of my daily rhymes Force me to read them the same Minds that were not made for dreaming Raise a functional Hand t