A lifetime spent in submission Breathe the fire that's meant for them A mirror for what has been done For the mirror for what's been back then
Hidden scars and scared black eyes A hardened shell well-trained in lies Reflexes that are in so deep And the door's locked when it's time to sleep
Thorns that sting too deep In eyes that are too blind Gagged and bound in life These wounds will always bleed
Reckless with words, deeds and curses Belt, fist, secrets, mark deep inside Bottle is closed, something moulders and festers Sowing the wind that will grow a storm Hate the hater Loveless shell
Drown in drugs it's sufferable Going the path that is a spiral Not ahead, but down it leads To the bottom of society