GRinD Cycle

I am an' old soul, Brought forth into cold.

Raised by my own shackles,

I took on more than a battle.

Brought me down on a tackle,

It was of my own baffle.

 

Infinit misery, cold for insanity.

Becoming infinity, bound of calmity.

 

Brought forth by me, my never ending tree,

I finaly see, what came to be, my never ending tree, has set me free.

 

Growing cold, was my sanity,

brigning out another calmity it is of insanity.

 

I'm all of the never, allways been better

Like a river flowing`  never seen me knowing

 

Allway's showing, growing without me knowing.

Allways' knowing, never of me showing.

 

Sanity, bring's forth my calmity

How can you see none other than tree,

It is of me, brought me to my knee.

 

Oh where have I been

How could I of cling

Never to baire again until the very end...

I brought fort my never ending end.

 

Oh mighty tree how you are free,

how you are free :P

 

Bringing down calmity, augmenting sanity,

Oh where have I been, never to cling,

never there again until the very end.

 

Despised allways compromise, being wise uphold and rise.

 

I'm insanity, can you see my calmity, running down your spine, becoming grind,

free of time, no more sign's, augmenting insanity.

I'm a rime, to become time, augment your mind, what is of mine, none other than grind. Augment insanity it is my calmity, brigning fort time, I am from mind.

Becoming insanity runing down calmity, joy of mine, to bring fort time, cycle of creation, is my ration, augmenting time, is like a dime, yeeehaw!!!