Breed The Disorder (Track)


Track #11 of The Wind-Up

Breed The Disorder (Track)

Lyrics:

Reality is a focused blur
Where insanity grows to its peak
Backstabbed with mischief
Unsatisfaction without control

Develop my scales
Be there

Breed the disorder
Rollin the dice, connect anti-pride
Capture its torn
Planting the seed, a handful of greed

Still life
Still hope

Let the sun rise up with me
It's time for preparation
Convince me with hate
I am breaking through from behind