At the Lowest Point

In compromise and neglect Redemption of introspect In vortex of wailing doubt From a well of confute spout The truth held in grave stealth Touched by the dragons breath Segregated, At the Lowest Point Locked in a vice snare Paralyzed, At the Lowest Point Dormant and impaired The wretch that struck on your soul Your scarred pride takes it's toll Fear of the lasting sorrow Consequent of what must follow Break lose through recession Cast away all submission Segregated, At the Lowest Point Locked in a vice snare Paralyzed, At the Lowest Point Dormant and impaired