Step into the rhythm of a head on collision
Corrosion leaves scars 'pon the inside
Hands are tied, eyes open wide
Difficulties that come with time
Coloured by beauty, the soil, the sea
Never once did you think this can happen to
We always trying to master the slave
Now i look to save the slave in me
In memories, the pressures are lifted
Come again from born in another form
Restricted by restrain marked clearly by an absent stain
In desperate times, we pay a price
Then gasp and scream as them twist the knife
See this is not a presence unseen
It's a future past from machete to machine
Open up to the physical...
The cracks was there, in need of repair
But you left them to fend for themselves
Watch chaos ensue, as if you never knew
Maybe just maybe we should tell you
Maybe just maybe we can feel you
Maybe just maybe we can save you
Maybe just maybe we will k** you
Coloured views of the soil, the sea
Never once did you think this could happen to me
Always trying to master the slave
Now i look to save the slave in me
Future plans simply ripped from our means
We can't compete left with d**h and disease
From stroke of a pen, from beneath we descends
Into a never ending bottomless shift
Theres a World
Theres a World of a word
Theres a Word of some words
Theres a Word of some Worlds
Blood on boil on the flesh
Mechanisms on stress
Comin' like the steel on a wheel
While the numbers makes sense
Dividing visible power with the speed of desire
Subtract the presence of guilt from the riches of pleasure
Now your opened up to the physical
The cracks was there, in need of repair
But you left them to fend for themselves
Watch chaos ensue, as if you never knew
Maybe just maybe we should tell you
Maybe just maybe we can feel you
Maybe just maybe we can save you
Maybe just maybe we will k** you
Coloured views of the soil, the sea
Never once did you think this could happen to
We always trying to master the slave
Now i look to save the slave in me