The pit inside me
first formed by your word,
only deepens with your shovel
digging into my soul.
The pain I feel
can\'t be expressed,
It fails to be uprisen from the void within me.
Stop, take the it out, I beg of you
Why pour cement,
When you\'ll soon spark its destruction?
Im left here, open and ready
The gaping hole only lusts to be refilled
Laid in the road, tires pass, metal clacks
For the drivers don’t know the harm that awaits them
As they drive with full speed,
And leave mangled and frail
Why they must suffer, it’s only fair
As you once did to me,
I only carry out the same
With the pit inside of me.