What's the worry for those who fought? You did not bring your mates, what's so insane inside? Who is the god of the night? Can it be associated by his ominous blaze through his eyes? Take that voice of unreason, he has the question of all, the pain of the life to be with him Fallen to a bottom, he holds his head for my tongue, full of dreams and I'm slowly going around I'll find what's left where I'm dead, ain't no reason to rest, what if I am full of stone? Can't change it all, can't stop, motherfuckers take a bite of the poison, it's frustrating, I feel so alive Do we fight? Do we live? I'm slowly melting It's all been his enforcement, lost to his state of intelligence Meant to break these walls at some point, now But I'm blind, see through the time, what's in a lost cause, no longer