Build them up. Patterns fall. Resist concussion with them all. Build it up. Fall apart. Ripping at a blackened heart

Strengthen every single cell inside the hardened shell that you call home

Just watch the sorrows they suffer and live life like butter

Slice through all misgivings the disease is living

Compacted and naked to see what they take in and take in it all as they suffer and fall

Look around. Draw the line. Do the same thing every time. Build it up. Fall apart. Ripping at a blackened heart

Strengthen every single cell inside the hardened shell that you call home is where the heart is broken, shattered, fractured, beaten to a close

Heal to a scar

Growing infections, all dimmed out reflections, all curses that kill, all the blood that you spill is a prelude to function that depends on nothing

A limitless relapse under constant collapse

The future is brightened when constantly frightened spiraling onward become taught and tightened

Reveal lower layers beneath all the players who feast on their fortune of undone abortions

Fly through the meaning of chemically being unhappy and done when the worst has been won to afford all those standing a chance of commanding of those who remain amidst all the pain. Holding on

Pace all in time. Breathing out the red line. Touch all you see. Breathing into me

Pattern the way. Everything everyday. Change into math. Expression through your wrath

Pace keep in time. Every thought every line. Stay where you are. Without hope to go far

Go right through your bound to recede. For life you got to, you got to believe

Move on go right through your bound to recede. For life you got to, you got to believe

Form. Holding on. Feel it end