Fracture Of The Skull

Blown save blown game nothing to salvage

No lesson taught no lesson learned

My soul is crushed and my heart is gone

Stolen by life the thing I hate living

If I could I would work outside of life

Past the world and past imperfection

Away from wrong and always in right

For then without rules I would make them mine

But these are the dreams of a broken man

Who has fallen down and broken his head

My brain now melts as I inflect my pain on others

Breaking every part of them

Where do you think all this anger comes from?

From the likes of you that's who

So if I die before I wake

I'll be in my new life, and without you who I hate!