Targeted once again
Over years of deterioration
All faith dropped like a stone
Falling out of consciousness
Pushed too far
Fits of rage
Closing in
I want to murder
My past and feel the guilt no more
Succumb to fear
A life of Paranoia
Victimized feelings of hopelessness
Spilling my guts in revelation
Crisis - Built on Adrenaline
Fall to the Throes of your intentions
There is no entity
No blame to place on anyone
The cost of your reality
Leaves no excuse for your demise
Identity
Wrapped in the arms of apprehension
Theft
What once was yours belongs to them now
Murder
The consequence of your acquittals
Plot
The final act unveiled to you
Pushed too far
Fits of rage
Closing in
I want to murder
My past and feel the guilt no more