Blind to the order around you 
working to support the shell 
truth not a place to go to 
to be heard but not to tell 

So much more was possible 
Than building guilded temples 
But pocketbook masturbation 
Blew away all indication 

Breathing waivers 
blood rushes, legs tremble 
take a mile 
Surpass you boundary 
See the give of what you knew 
and fluctuate 

Reason is Haunting 
tryin to show you the way 
given freedom 
from these systems of disdain 

Lost in externality 
life choked in man's harsh revelry 
see past  this self-denying 
time for change, no more hiding 

bend and give 
inch by fucking lonely inch
break your will and lie
all embracing comprimise