Another gift from god
Breath in deep religiously
Dust…
Splintering inside of me
Light speed
Intensity
Driven by its purity
Cloud nine - White line- This time I’m on adrenaline

I’m told that eyes are the windows of the soul
Godspeed be with you
Scorched inside by razor lines
And cut – And I’m up upon the ledge
Induced beyond the edge
Indications start to shine
Cloud nine – White line – This time I’m on adrenaline

I’m on adrenaline

And when I think of all the times
I tried to make you understand
The [bad word] possessed between these lines
Within the soul I left behind
No fear for consequence remain
The razor cuts me deep again
The shining hour and redefine
Cloud nine – White line – This time I’m on adrenaline