N2

God Forbid

Born to die, lapse of concentration
Dethroned by force, from your desire
Lost in transition, cannot arrive
Grief for separation unwilling to change
Anxiety creeps through your creation
Despite the dismissal of your faith

Broken chains drive through your veins
Can't breathe (lack of air) through submission
Changing desire from birth to death, loss of
Sense sways your own perception, lasting
Change dulls your view, life will emerge
Through your own creation, born, life
Revolves around your own recreation