| "Crossing Over" | |
| Faint... Nothing wakes you You’re still under, Pressure, stressing, Start to crumble It’s not the way that you’re feeling now Fuck this place, Lose, you take Stuck, displaced... ****er! You waste! Carry nothing, it’s in your hands Pressing onward, last man stands Marching forward, cross into, Nothing, no one, it’s just you. It’s not the way that you’re feeling now Someone help me find my way, Screaming, crying, start to pray Looking for the light that leads away from being blind Crossing over in the dark a fear builds in my mind Silence I hear... Nothing escapes my ears My passage clear... Swallow your fear Remaining here |
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