A Little Out

A Little Round

A little back

Touch more throttle

To straighten it all out

On an Apex carving life

By the clef of an epiphone

Expressing all my stress

Back Close

Pressure On The Weakness

Driving Out The Madness

No More Begendings to beget

No more just the starscream through the NightStorm into Nowhere

Evasive actions

We have a backseat passenger

The Emotions Will Tear A Whole

Wholly Fulfilling

Like a Christmas Thanksgiving

On a New Years Evening

No End No Beginning

Just The Seed and Flower

In Lumos and Vitabeaum.