Testo: Amoral. Decrowning. Lacrimal Gland.

When you lose the first round
you call yourself reborn
Do you know what you do
if you can?t understand what it will gain?
A point blank refusal of forgiveness
for deliberate indifference

Injury self-inflicted

Your face is covered, still I know you?re alive
There?s an alien in your mind
and the haven is harder to find
Perfectly supreme
I?m your frequent despair

See how fast I take your place, your form
I will prevail, I will remain
Actuating something that?s always been there
Presence outshined, you?ve been made disabled

Try to run from what?s within

Your face is covered, still I know you?re alive
There?s an alien in your mind
and the haven is harder to find
Perfectly supreme
I?m your frequent despair