Seeds

Believing the world is dead
Droning on and on her voice sounds dead
Stirring the echo of the motion
The numbing of emotion
Flowing one into another
Blood is thicker than the water
Necessity wears an ugly face when
Mediocrity is the cross you bare
In a world where survival of the fittest dictates
The ones who give and the ones who take
Wish in one hand, spit in the other
Watch which one gets fuller faster
Easy going to a place where the skin breathes
Embracing every side of the panic increasing
The echo of the motion
The numbing of emotion
It goes on and on
The blood is thicker than the water
Submerge the seed of separation in the darkest corner
The world looks darker through the eyes of a host
Little pieces of a soul circling a drain
Drained and horrible
Wish in one hand, spit in the other
Watch which one gets fuller faster
Between the echo of the motion
The numbing of emotion
The irritating vibration is pushing
A raw sense of balance keeps the animal alive another night
Another lie, crawls to the surface
Stirring the echo of the motion
The numbing of emotion
Flowing one into another
Blood is thicker than the water
Killing the mood another killer enters into the world
The calm at the center stripped raw
The irritating vibration is pushing the sickness to the surface
Inspiring the madman rising
Wish in one hand, spit in the other
Watch which one gets fuller faster