Spared From The Guillotine

(Thread) (Threat) Cold spit, eyes filled with grit Caught in spiritual deficit Running from your own shadow Body and mind are split So break, break, break, break Break everything around me 'Cause I've been living Under a glass ceiling With a foot upon me So don't you take, take, take, take Take my precious time from me I've got nothing left to spare But time won't spare you from the guillotine Cut down to size Can't read behind my eyes What you never see All you need to know In fire baptised Cut down to size Can't read behind my eyes What you never see All you need to know In fire baptised Hanging by a thread Living under threat Hanging by a thread Living under threat Nullify, fight, fight, fight, fight For every breath I leave behind So cough it up, I'll take it and be done Wrong place, wrong fucking time Don't lower my vibration You're stood where I draw the line Cut down to size Can't read behind my eyes What you never see All you need to know In fire baptised Cut down to size Can't read behind my eyes What you never see All you need to know In fire baptised Drop Await the sting of the guillotine Scythe The scythe's remorseless swing Time No one is spared Once you shatter, you won't be put back together Drop Await the sting of the guillotine Scythe The scythe's remorseless swing Time No one is spared Once you shatter, you won't be put back together Falling deeply asleep in the fire And they're all building your pyre Nothing to give, nothing to give So swallow it down There'll be no mind to suffer a fool There's a line drawn between me and you Nothing to give, nothing to give You had my time, now you get nothing Cut down to size (hanging by a thread, living under threat) Cut down to size