Taking what is infinite and giving it an end
Hidden in the infancy of tactical revenge
Spoken well, a tone of voice can change what you will
hear
A solid message amplified by every kind of fear
And as I die to everything, my reason lives to ****
The rest of what I petrified by hand of my own will
And driven further once again my words become a knife
To cut away the weaker parts that never sounded right
Committed now the rules are gone and I have made my own
They're based upon the things I dread and places I won't go
If this is madness, give me more, I'll take what I can get
Degenerate my memory and force it to forget
That I have been beside myself for many Falls to count
Unsettled then, I've settled in, no need to walk about