The mist
Enter the night that flirts with forever
it never seems to end, I'm sweating cold and dead tired,
i've been walking through the mist for ages, "let me go", scream my limbs, where i'm leading only God knows
At some point the fog fades
eyes starved for light of day
it reveals dried up wasteland
all around enemy state
I'm surrounded, dumbfounded
Thunder roars, hell's mouth opens
clenching fist, come and get me
The wasteland
"Welcome to my world" a voice echoes from the hills beyond, as they begin their attack with damn near sadistic intensity and somehow, in some way i react automated to self defense my insticts explode blasting them out of the way kick, punch, scrape, snap, i'm gonna tear you all apart
Chorus: Fight!, Fight it!, it yells to me from somewhere deep within Fight!, fight me!, it's the last train ride out of this hell hole, the way of survival No fear, don't hesitate, i fear only me
it's been hours, how long can i outlast this eerie looking army, superficial gargantuan, never judge a book by it's cover, i may look puny in front of you, but i'll wipe the floor with your ugly face, for a minute there i felt overconfident, don't let your guard...
The smiling stab
What a cruel mistress she is
laughing as the steel sinks in
it's poisoned, a slow sensual torture
I know now the way down
comes out of this abusive pride
my strength out the window
am i defeated now?
Fuck no, bring on the headgames i want it more, don't bore me now enemies now seem friendly, wasteland's become a beautiful valley, is this your definition of civilized mayhem?, adrenaline shoots up into the sky then lighting up my bloodshot eyes, you sure put up a good fight but i'm not satisfied still i admire my rivals with all all the hatred i can muster
trust me, believe me, they'll stab you so deeply reap my rewards from the jaw of hypocrisy i need to become it to beat it i need to be it to understand
end of the line
the last of them, the monster, the real one part me part them part all things at once i feel pity for all this negativity but it's been me all along i must admit , in conclusion i threw myself in here for a reason, i can't stop now, not even me
so now, you see, now you're free, don't ever make the mistake of becoming me i was cheering you on as i was beating you down, now go, close this door, don't look back, i'll see you along the way, goodbye
By Carlos Morales TMK material all rights reserved
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