Where do you run in the chaos of your tomb? Do you seek shelter in the deep?
One way out, turn around and face it
Brute force onslaught, pushing your way through. Chipping away
The fragments of your soul
Lacerations, fighting your way through. Thorns embedded in the skin of broken bones
What is left on the other side?
Will you find all to be denied? Will you become solely redefined in what used to be your life?
Be your life
Brute force onslaught, pushing your way through
The fragments of your soul. Lacerations, fighting your way through
Thorns embedded in the skin of broken bones