Truth Corroded - Ill Worn Skin

Assume I take another breath in your construct... Does that mean I to will have to go to waste? I've seen the life escape eyes aimed at the future… I've seen the angst caused by the lure of your flame Wilful censure and decision of self control… Or a simple plan to eventually erase? I'd stand for all if it meant anything to them… Instead I'm forced to watch their intents put to rest. One step ... one decision away from control. One step… one vision of a life free from ther hold Layers of certainty consume as each step nears the new In time this clarity will define me from you. In time this will define me from you... In time I will forget about you... Strength from clarity, a tool to give us, all... The will to engage fear of self-control. This is a closure... a shedding of an ill worn skin A juncture of decision for freedom, For freedom of will! Anew face of determination, that time will reveal One step from weakness to one of intent, To one of intent! In time this will define me from you... In time I will forget about you... Strength from clarity, a tool to give us, all... The will to engage fear of self-control. I will define me from you! The shedding of an ill worn skin