When the core gets fade away
Left with flesh in the world of men.
Strength gets a presence for jostle.
Time for hault makes a knock


The lost you awakes the genius inside
sitting with a longing to dare n' perform
Second let off of desires fly high
A breath of content has been taken

The lost you starts self heal, With all the cures sealed out there. Plucking the refinement leaf, From the shrub of...