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