7 Inch Cut

As the life goes on as usual, a three feet wall restrains
7 inches cut, not the first and certainly not the last
A killer full of adrenaline
Tormenting its victim for hours till it has drawn its last breath
For a reason long forgotten
Screaming for an answer, nothing is real I am lost in this world
Searching for truth, screaming but no one will hear my silent scream
I found myself again, after all these years
I go from clarity, clarity
In my sleep I grow, I am finally touching the ground
Found the missing part that makes a man whole
My pain is vital for our survival
The pain from the piercing of skin, makes me much stronger and stronger
Sweet pain, sweet artefacts (sweet artefacts), and as the skin breaks
A death mask, taking shape, small mistakes makes him more visible
A death mask, taking shape, small mistakes makes him more visible
Searching for the answer, but still I’m searching for the truth
My Pain is vital for our survival
My Pain is vital for our survival
I found my self again, after all these years
I go from clarity, clarity
I found my self again, after all these years
I go from clarity, clarity
In my sleep I gro, I am finally touching the ground
Fount the missing part that makes a man whole