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