Trembling Whim Added keyboard fills

Woken up, choked enough, time for living to resume

Live the death, kill the life, better off, better with strife

There are stories I could tell, places I've been, could not teach well

But none would even begin to mentor, had a muscled man

thin your blood adrenaline thrust deep within and trembling when

nor am i knowing to it well never mastered thin sardonya's grin

even if i knew the grand advice that night you went through hell would

I'd still convey naivete You learned it better in great strife

Above the whizzin', lettin', poppin' rounds I see a vision of conclusion yours

So live it right, no, live it well

In my nightmare, in my hell

Itosyncrasies and I

We are one again, my friend

There are stories I could tell

Places I've been, could not teach well

well, but none would even begin to mentor head old muscle man, thin your blood, adrenaline

thrust deep within and trembling well.