Foundry Road Into The Filter
I found you once on a slow gliding train
We sped up the ride and spoke about fame
Eyes wide open no fear of blame
I gave you the reason you feel this pain
How can you filter death from life?
How do you live not to survive?
Your hands are cursed
Years have passed, I've slowed down the ride
But found you again with two wasted tired eyes
Fighting to stay awake, fighting for life
Hit your poison and never say goodnight
How can you filter death from life?
How do you live not to survive?
Your hands are cursed look they are shaking
For diluted love, the drug that was taken
I take your tired eyes and throw them into a can
A small confinement where you become a man
With nothing to want for and no hit to need
A new idea, you start to plant the seed
This is a life changing step
A step you must make on your own
No matter how lonely it is
Remember you're never alone
Step into the filter
Clog it's pores with your dust
Close your vermilion eyes
In yourself you will trust
Step into the filter and survive
Leave behind all you despise
Your hands will curse all that was taken
Step into the filter
Jump into the filter
How can you filter death from life?
