Tied With the Mighty Chain

Drowned by the fears of being criticized Pulled in the earth's inner core Tied with the mighty chain Unto the rock unbroken by the mightiest power Cyanotic, hematoma: they're the foreign objects That dared to enter my eyes Forcing these salty liquid out Forming these nightmares even at daybright I used to hate isolation, I used to love socialization But what can i do? your sword had reached my sterile heart Sword full of microbes infecting every tissue of my very treasure The only treasure descended from my roots I now congratulate you! you won! Now the fight's between you and you alone You leave me cutting my carotid artery, Now I leave you deal with your greatest enemy: your Conscience