Don't Let Go

Forged in the depths, the shadows The gallow is where I rest I don't flex no ammo or vests I don't rest my backbones, impressive Oppression strictly depressive Opposing anyone's mental Composing rhythms like recipes Holding prisms so heavenly You searched for the remedy in All the wrong places Wound up sicker than you were When you came in Life seems strange but, death seems stranger I am not a stranger to breath, I'm thankful --- Don't Let Go - OmenXIII