It - Beneath The Massacre

It starts as a simple thought and grows, eats you alive.

You choke and you spit

but you can’t get the taste out of your mouth,

don’t you know it’s with you until the end.

And I’m breaking free from this.

You fight back with all you have, denying your intellectual cell.

It’s a race against time, it’s a fight you can’t win.

You should know it is with you until the end.

I’m breaking free from this.

And all it needs is a single spark to bring yourself to life.

it’s a race

against time, it’s a fight you can’t win.

You should know by now it is with

you until the end.

And I’m breaking free from this sinking rock and gasp for air.

And all the

pacified fools waiting for death as their deliverance.

One step towards the

end, seizing every moment.