Perzonal War

The sudden breeze is getting cold the season is changing its face around me the world is getting old time also leaves its mark on me some frozen shadows let me know in a few days the year is gone with any doubt I know it now my inner-battle will be w

When Time Turns Red Every step is so well planned forward the next is in progress the last not yet done Trend is acting first be in time thinking later start the run Running faster In burning traces our disease Turn on the master Volume just to be in

Know your place and ask no questions Never forget the role you play Machine keeps pounding running forward Avoid it's contact mind it's way Between two lines I find myself now What you may be is what they ask for Not for the one you really are Answer