Heavy burdons of unknown reality
slowly haunt with great abundance
twisting and turning my conscience insane
on the verge of sure unlimited pain
stand up to my fears is what I was told
but restricted by authority, won't let me unfold
like a spring being compressed, it always springs back
pressure on pressure builds on my soul
the only aliviation is consequencial
unless the heads are turned in an ignorant direction
limitless power, overwhelming agression
is my key for the cause of endless depression
satisfied, in content my soul has been lifted
my spring has sprung