To the point,
My purpose is rendered...

I'm so high,
No ground beneath...

Cornered in this silent room,
Is this it...

There's something to remember in forgetting,
There's something to see in blindness...

Finding words to say the truth,
Its really hard...

Forgotton,
Buried alive...

It's the same thing
Same breath I regret to take...

Nooses tied up to the rafters,
Rage is pulsing even faster...

Standing on the edge
You should see the view...

I feel you starting to begin,
Digging in...

This is something
never to be said...

Eye watch the world conceive
the deadly twist of society...