lost in the wilderness,
​tryin' to find the forest
​thru the trees.
i feel something close
behind,
watching....
judging my deeds....
when i turned to look,
​the only thing i saw
was my shadow,
...mocking me.

​with paranoia and
anxiety applied,
my mind's eye revealed
​a plot to conquer and
​divide.

but with every step,
​the forest becomes more
undefined.
and I'm being weighed down,
​...by this thorn in my pride.
it causes pain that invites the
​skeletons memories to come
alive...
i keep runnin',
'cause there's nowhere left
to hide.
what ever is stalking me,
....can't be bargained with
​or compromised.



the wheel starts spinning,
get an uneasy feeling
inside.
smote the stone with steel,
​sparks begin to fly.
from the ashes,
another blade will rise.
there's no sense denying,
I'll always have an ax to
​grind...