Positive Rising

Feel my hands grip the dirt Blood runs red from my fingertips My shuttle wrecks Like an alien Under the ground Where it ain’t so corrupt now I’m hoping for a positive rising Capsized but the tide is turning Come up for air From subterranean hell Stuck on another planet Lost my time Ripped apart from my only clan I try to make sense but I’m out of luck Cooked in the back of a beat-up truck now I’m hoping for a positive rising Capsized but the tide is turning I feel the temperature rising Chastised but the fire is burning