Beat Back

In shaking this weight, all the while I've opened a gate.
Through with fiat, walk through, don't wait.
Working with sobriety, knowingly challenging our entirety.
Blind sided minds lead to over the edge tides, giving the allusion of our perfect Transfusion.
Running by the path, not enduring the rath of innovation,
Another constant second rate sensation.

Beat back with open smack
Run, hide, don't slide.
Giving in, your minds fried.
Run, hide, don't slide
Delicate transfixition, alongside your crucifixion.

Terror represented in your forgotten prayer
Without a pause, so deep you go with your cause.
Through that door, you've found oh so much more.
Forgotten prayer, you have dared,
Now hallucinate and irritate those who seek retribution
Within an institution.

Beat back with open smack
Run, hide, don't slide.
Giving in, your minds fried.
Run, hide, don't slide
Delicate transfixition, alongside your crucifixion.

Lets test the fate that's through that gate.
Giving in and losing touch, you haven't really gained much.
No mercy, No repent, I'm not even close to a state of content.
It was all pretend, your left to defend.