I've walked to the ends of the earth,
And glanced into the eyes of those
Who were going the opposite way.
They failed to bridge the gap,
First contact was a threat
And you could taste the surging unrest.
Who wrote the law that opposites attract?
Who could be so naive?
Everyone trusts no-one.
Looking out for number one.
Ours is a primed time.
The finite thrill of the loathing -
A streak in our life bearing dreams.
The connecting virus drives a volatile wedge.
It strengthens to soothe the open wound,
But ours is a primed time.
Although I'm not exempt of blame,
It strengthens to soothe the open wound,
But ours is a primed time.
Bonding? - do you think I want the upper hand?
Broken contracts, we sow infertile seeds
And reparation pales.

• Armageddon X 7
• Fasting on Deception
• Hung
• More Than Meets The Eye
• Plague Rages
• Primed Time
• Remain Nameless
• Retching on The Dirt
• State of Mind
• Throwaway
• Twist The Knife