The defining sound      Fangs into flesh   Panic and spit   Death unto life   Eyes wide      It sees itself through the layers of ice   Now; seal the cracks ... reject the notions!   Everything can not be happening on the inside?      An option not to listen      A nameless urge takes hold   Prey upon the weak   An aimless tale told   Pray upon the weak      Caught in a spiral of need   Act without the choice   Choose not to act   Caught in a spiral of need      Desperate and alone in a whole   Striving for higher ground   Carrying someone else's fears for tomorrow   Stay behind the line   Or eat from the bowels of reality   Grind the thorns to stardust   Gliding slowly across the abyss   Inside the inside the inside      There is a sound made by boiling blood      Above and below lay the levels   Above and below the ground   Ground