Ill Transmission - Live @The Metro

Withering within my skin
I'll rot
Till the minute ticks upon
The clock
Black stone opals. Gaze into
Deep thought
Cracked and woeful
Deranged, need detox

Picking at the little things
Tripping over words so shallow
Sticking to a pit of pins
Beneath the eyes I drip like tallow

Oddly nostalgic in the way I have me feeling
Though it always seems the same
If I'd want different I'd stop veering

Down the same fucking track That led me smack bang In perdition Rather chill
with the fact I burn myself: rest in remission, Then,
straight,
fuc-
king,
back
It is a symptom, of the mind

Relapsing on a cystic neurotransmission

While we've come to appreciate the good things in life, I'm absolutely amazed how we've managed to overcome these destructive habits and behaviours, it's something I could never understand

Withering within my skin
I'll rot
Till the minute ticks upon
The clock
Black stone opals. Gaze into
Deep thought
Cracked and woeful
Deranged,need detox

Minds awaken
Realise full potential
Pushing through the boundaries while continuing to fall

Don't fall to much, you might not make it for the climb this time
(No fear when falling, fear when falling
In the depths I steep in my mind
The thoughts chained- In twined
The pain from deep lies
Remains and eats sight
It Leaves my eyes blind
A stain that reminds)
No fear when falling
When I'm crawling
Fear when ears deaf to my calling
In the depths I steep in my mind
These thoughts chained deep they are intwined
With my pain from my own true lies
Leaves my eyes blind, time to rewind
Once again it's time after time
I cannot keep walking this line
Leaves the stain that for me reminds
Of times We couldn't realign

Withering within my skin
I'll rot
Till the minute ticks upon
The clock
Black stone opals. Gaze into
Deep thought
Cracked and woeful.,
Deranged,need detox

Embrace the fall
And taste it all
Delectable
Burn eternal in dark: forever dammed