Into The Mess

Tuning filters of the night
Red a color vulgar, bright
Blood old boils, sweet the bath
Turning red the narrow path

Feel the godspeed breaking your mind
Like a cry with no sound
Messed memories so hard to find
Make no sound!

Crossing borders out of sight
Slow fall fire, burning light
Snaring lines turning left
Impending disaster, choking red

Feel the godspeed breaking your mind
Like a cry with no sound
Messed memories so hard to find
Make no sound!