N2

Born to die, lapse of concentration Dethroned by force, from your desire Lost in transition, cannot arrive Grief for separation unwilling to change Anxiety creeps through your creation Despite the dismissal of your faith Broken chains drive through your veins Can't breathe (lack of air) through submission Changing desire from birth to death, loss of Sense sways your own perception, lasting Change dulls your view, life will emerge Through your own creation, born, life Revolves around your own recreation --- N2 - God Forbid