Fortified

Lyrics

Trying to see Vision unclear Distortions persist We bend and we veer Different destination than what was first planned Depleted but hungry, I forge with my hands With my hands It presses up Pulling me down Rope that restrains Tightly bound Self-inflicted fear of the unknown Shackles gripping tight pulled off from the throne From the throne Hiding from who? The glare of the world? Is it a glare? Or a gaze to behold? Don't fucking cower Stand your ground Stare right back and be proud