The Hunger Within by Born Low

Blinded Eye

by Born Low· from The Hunger Within

Blur the lines, detract the purpose. A modern world manufactures pain War plagues the lies- the less than true. I've seen the real and the fake made one in the same. Speak your mind, no one listening. Play your part in the acceptance game. Say hello to your new reptuation. Inhale the doubt, exhale the shame. No control, hopeless, deranged. Finding new ways to cope with the strain. You're running scared, down a dead end path And in the face of your fears you all never last. Shifting through the shadows, see the dog that's baited. And to my world, he will be castrated. Burning eyelid, blinded closed. Blacking out beyond your nose. Perceptions demise. Demise. You boiled over one too many times, just a flash in the pan Try to make it, never get out alive. Draw a bead on your mark with your blinded eye. When you're ready to strike, and drawing down. Let your steps in life be your only sound.