TRACK-02. CRIPPLING OF AGE Ghosts now haunt my mind... Of this, I have no want... Echoes of past, reminiscence... (Now) Deceased those realms of dream... Unrealized & unattained... My armor, now shadows & time... Will that weapons finally rust... Under weight of false lead pride... Oceans fathoms deep... Shores to bleach & dry... Indiscriminately ambivalant... (Toward) Our scarlet built monuments... I hope to finally see... At my death, roads end... Skulls to pave the road to the future.