Bible arm on social hell
  Spins its downward spiral
  With each year of unprogression
  A fine of failure is added
  Closer than ever to the edge
  A feat in resident martyrs
  Strong objects track my body,
  My body down
  
  Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light...
  Between a labrynth of errors
  And the key to the suicide era
  Digging through the graves of giants
  Words fly to me
  A lonely road, like a promise
  Failing miserably
  Running through like an alphabet of hate
  To shake the entire organism closer than ever,
  Ever to the edge
  
  Eyes, disappearing rebirth of light...
  Between a labrynth of errors
  And the key to the suicide era
  
  I kill for the code to disarm this mess
  Of psychotic chaos that once I mixed up myself
  
  Disarm