Reincarnation Of A Drowning Machine

better this day then the first. more expressions from every ones mouth to fill this earth up with gun powder. self-destruction sounds pretty promising when theres a time bomb built inside of me. "tick-tock tick-tock." this heart pounds faster everyday. but subconsciously i need to calm down and just breathe, and remember to let it all go. my body, my temple made of stone is made of flesh from my father. all of his blood runs in my veins. to someone i am most important. so keep this in mind ill walk the walk and vikings will come. for death polishes my road gold and his staff hangs over my head to cast a shadow. this cavity in my mind is not a curse its a blessing. i swear to God ill continue to grow with this sword in my hand. i will forever walk this gold road in faith. even if i have to destroy anything that gets into my way.