Taking me form the inside out breaking me down without a
Doubt. I try to find freedom in the simplet of things.
But something seems to grab a hold of me it fuels my
Rage, it feeds my hate as I lay down and wait for somoene
To lift me up. A person that's yet to come pushing to
Surrender myself giving up all of my hope a martyr to the
Common man lost in the dessert sands. My throat so dry I
Can not speak as these time trials continue to conpromise
Me. a list of all promises I couldn't keep continuing to
Fall into a deeper sleep. A cold sweat wakes me up again
Leading me right back to where I had begun. I can only
Say these time trials won't define me