"Change the course, away from expectations,
Dragging them away from the gates,
To a place where there's no ventilation.
Trampling their lungs to leave them,
Breathless, speechless, overkill.

Ripping their hearts from out of their chest,
The show stopper as a warning, a symbolism.
To present the rightful owner, sword death penalty,
To those who try to reach for the key, our imaginations.

Piercing the erosion before it deteriorates,
The entire being."
© K_The_Lyricist