Scrape The Surface - Extol

Where will I return my misgiven motions

Quell and subside the quivering vigour

The inevitable thrust

That swells inside

And drives me off the edge

The bleeding ill that breeds me on mercy

Ruthless and sinister

Obsessive beyond my reach

Metamorphosis

Release me from fury

Metamorphosis

Transforming energy

Will I tread on broken glass

And undisguised

Set atrocities aside

Scrape the surface

Clean from abominations

With a single word

Conquer wrath

Disposed to the evils that haunt me in sleep

They shake the break of dawn

Careless and free

And spear me down

Relentlessly

Smitten with burns

They pierce my mind

They all own their own place in darkness

Light as they may seem as day

Scrape the surface

Clean from abominations

Let go the calamities inside

And respond to the streams of emotion