Amoral

Trance-Like Turn



When I was lost and on my own

You couldn't find a better friend

Fear it turned into stainless fangs and pointed time

Did you know that it would end



In a dark trance like turn 

You have made an affected agent of 

Pain



Too many misdirected words 

So many things you never heard

To do your worst to make it faster when its slow

Did you know where it would go



Such a cold confused heart 

I've made an affected agent of 

Satisfied with pain