No more intentions smothered by consequence Everything is moving insanely fast and the pace, it's increasing Calm as I stare at what is in front of me I feel compelled to the thoughts of leaning back and closing my eyes Disorder all around us, yet I see nothing and the cure is spilled on your face The panic all over us and this is all I feel while the cure is spilled In spite of knowing that the wage is to get killed red-handed I still shed my skin like you And as everyone's gone beyond the point of being forgiven We don't know about delusion into dismissal Just the reek of guilt staining the walls And that is the sight we don't want to see A few more words about the filth of thoughts random Hell yeah I think it's nothing more than an excuse since there is always another round coming up Every single time And we both know the truce is just for honing up the skills – you know it I've never betrayed, lied and hated this much but you will See I'm just trying to fucking core