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Calculated all together, thoughts begin to manifest in this soothing calm

Weaving thoughts on patterns, going over the fever pitched to not ignore, you’ll call for me

Sinner waiting for the doctrine, calculated intervention is so unclean

On my way to a season comes to pollinate me, hate me

Growing all of the anger feel it deepening within

All the ways I've tried to fit into this skin

Now it comes down to this

On this way I claim to be what I say

This carnal escape is glass on skin

Solid eyes that look in the soul of a man, suicide

Many times I've looked for a reason to die

Colour this optimist, finally shaken to resist

So it seems this is reason to change

Never see the energy in front of me

Come into the feeling gonna be the end

Some way, in vain of a name, I am the enemy

Coincide a feeling to illuminate, concentrate

Fortify the evil eye that watches

And waits for the sign to be the darkness

What you will need - all you will feed