why doesn't it work to strip these ankles
as it normally does
that fuckin hidden thread pulling
against my conscience
at every turn, so many years after
after I thought that was past life
past life where no one cared
what do you think is the result
of that struggling for acceptance
struggling for respect
just to be seen
it's a total retraction
a permanent fight for existence
never showing weakness
in grave self-protection
I won't ever be what you expected
I don't care
open your eyes and get this
get this or set me free
I see selfishness
I see distrust
unsatisfied illusions
creating frustration
this is pitiful
It's almost impossible to imagine how it could be
in a different way
can't accept that situation of stagnancy, ignorance
better end up this
You know that point where you have consumed perhaps just a little too much of your chosen intoxicate. That's this album.
Fucking heavy!!! Obstacle of Affliction