The Logarithm
Silent, trembling grounds - a desperate need for self control
Lying, restless, waiting - for dreamless sleep and a choice to forget
Enter the burning hell of your heart
Look at me while I can't hate you, again and again.
(Fight) - For all the visions, building up your loyalty
Engraved, in retinal vision, subliminal in your (a)woken state
Petrified, purified,
when you're anal you're justified
Social norms and idioms, making all of us silent again!
Corroding thoughts diminish me, but I remain here fighting
Silent, trembling grounds - a desperate need for self control
Lying, restless, waiting - for dreamless sleep and a choice to forget
Enter the burning hell of your soul
Look at me while I can't hate you, again and again.
(Burn) - Artistic vision, builds upon your observations
Engraved, with fallacy, a message silencing your mind!
Petrified, purified,
When you're anal you're justified
Destroy your outer self, hold your honor to your soul!
Corroding thoughts diminish me, but I remain here fighting
corroding thoughts diminish me, but I will stay here fighting!
Burn the bridge, with all your will, and holding on to the memory
Make sure you shut your mouth!
Make sure you never speak
- Put fire into your heart
- Put fire into your soul
Conceived and born in pain the Logarithm!
Petrified, purified
When you're anal you're justified
With a broken heart and shattered bones,
It is time to rise again!
Corroding thoughts diminish me, but I remain here fighting
Corroding thoughts diminish me, but I will stay here fighting!
Writer/s: Saint M
