Perturbation

Where do you run in the chaos of your tomb? Do you seek shelter in the deep? One way out, turn around and face it Brute force onslaught, pushing your way through. Chipping away The fragments of your soul Lacerations, fighting your way through. Thorns embedded in the skin of broken bones What is left on the other side? Will you find all to be denied? Will you become solely redefined in what used to be your life? Be your life Brute force onslaught, pushing your way through The fragments of your soul. Lacerations, fighting your way through Thorns embedded in the skin of broken bones