Slip passed the first way we went aboutnDeciding the exact momentnWhen faith became doubtnKilling fields are open again, or so theynTell me and so they kill menEach night a new death to celebrate the bloodnViolence over silence or so they tell mennBut I wouldn't have it the same way you buy and sell mennSlash and slander marks a name in this gamenAnd it's only letters, she tells menOnly letters that I've thrown awaynHeart stop motion, cardiac silencenFor a handful of notionsnTangle the cord itself, tied back to avoid the burnnnStrangle the hordes yourselfnNo way I'll feel you and never learnnnGiving up, giving in, slipping up on trying once againnnTrimmed and tethered all aroundnThe last call to appease you allnWe drink from the same glassnA courage unforeseen yet deeply suspendednOpportunity to even the score once more extendednnTake from me as you will, force fed failures moving inward stilln