heinous plans in sides remain taking downs taking aim
filling curses two conditions back upon itself
pass it off as good intentions leaving marks hard to heal
reassisted retrogression leaving tracks path reveals
sample act reflected clears noticed thought while leaving hears
nuisance labels paranoia so stupid how perceived that way
a shaman stands retreating
all is over, evermore
smote the curse, your creation
back upon yourself
pushes distress closer to the edge
a one time cracks
lights the walls
worry wasted hearing clouds
up above the chatter
digging deep insider storms
to find the inner patience
erasing shadowed gifted ruin haste retracing
promised news leaving statement meant as nothing
starving your words
and no excuse
excuses...
silent truth asserts it's proof like you abhor
abhor