A cold call From the other side Can you feel it? 'Cus I can't fucking breathe Denials, a bitch That burrows Deluding Hanging this dog by its leash Losing everything I have At the cost of a possession Of a valiant and burning soul Idealistic for the regressive This form It needs its purpose And I am fucking over it Under the dark Behind the river Fated to suffer I want to die here I will deliver Am I just fucking deluded Or have I located the hive Merely just flesh designed To take the terminal dive A cosmic slave to the rhythm Eating my own tail An ouroboros of a human An improvised Walking weapon system 'Cause I can't fucking breathe Hanging this dog by its leash Burden by the burn Hunters blood is earned Burden by the burn Craving all the hurt It's coursing through My grey matter, like my ancestors too Pulsating through my blood disguised as Will Thought to be defective by design But God made me to fucking kill