Mass congregate isolation Watching from behind the webs of my mind Twist sinew to fit the cast Learn how to cope Never let the pain of these nails disrupt me Seen in the wind Identify symptoms Sabotage patterns Ash settling debts in sickened dust Breathe Suffocate Clean yourself until infection sets in Bleed, clot, pull the scab The constant stumbling eyes lead an oft balanced body Push paint cornered people away Build yourself up in the sadness Repulsed at the thought of attaining happiness What can I do to close my third eye Act to your words Dig in your flesh with the backs of knives until you strike oil Say my name like a curse Clean up the mess Cherish the pain Trapped in the freedom of the populace