Not an Option - Matricide

In a rate a circle run

A permanent score

Left for settle on the plain

Shudder

According to bearings

Or assembling

Piles in ties, all in vain

Redundant

Fighting these alleged barriers

Null

Relaps and recollected

Deteriorated whole

Not an option

Neither sight nor have I aim

No way or compass

While asleep or wide awake

No feet or surface

Absence of meaning, chaotic

Talk nine teen to the dozen

Guns over no warranty

Taking war nearer

Add your steps over

Redundant

Fighting these alleged barriers

Null

Elapse and recollected

Deteriorated whole

Not a fucking option

The notions failed on me

When I thought,

I thought

I had it right

Tongues tide me mute

Hands tide

No plain need catching me at sight

So much for

Waking up: Good night

So much for

Waking up: Good night

Neither sight nor have I aim

No way or compass

While asleep or wide awake

No feet or surface