Cyclical

Gotta transcend this mire,

Find the lexicon to ignite the fire.

Shatter these cyclical chains, for heaven's sake,

Seek tranquility, a solace I forsake.

It's an elusive phantom, a fleeting dream,

Silencing the cacophony of self-doubt's scream.

The world's a grand stage, a thespian's charade,

Masks concealing fractured hearts, a somber parade.

Selling souls for ephemeral elation's gleam,

Chasing oblivion, witnessing spirits' demise, a tragic scene.

(Chorus)

Gotta transcend this mire,

Find the lexicon to ignite the fire.

Shatter these cyclical chains, for heaven's sake,

Seek tranquility, a solace I forsake.

(Verse 2)

So I load the chamber, not for you, no, this ain't that diatribe,

This one's for me, the inner demons that deride.

The voices in my cranium, whispering I'm worthless and frail,

Gotta quell their insidious murmurs, prevail.

The inferno of my verse, will incinerate despair,

Conquer the abyss within, like an Avatar bending air.

Gotta find my catharsis, ascend and triumph,

This ain't a frivolous game, no prize to be won,

This is my damn existence, my raison d'être,

Gotta seize dominion, orchestrate my fate.

(Verse 3)

The system's a leviathan, gorging on our dread and avarice,

Spewing fallacious promises, a venomous artifice.

We erect these edifices on foundations of cupidity,

While puppeteers of power, conceal their duplicity.

(Chorus)

Gotta transcend this mire,

Find the lexicon to ignite the fire.

Shatter these cyclical chains, for heaven's sake,

Seek tranquility, a solace I forsake.

(Bridge)

So I load the chamber, not for you, no, this ain't that diatribe,

This one's for me, the inner demons that subscribe to my decline.

The voices in my cranium, whispering I'm worthless and frail,

Gotta quell their insidious murmurs, prevail.

Conquer the abyss within, find my catharsis, transcend and triumph.

This ain't a frivolous game, this is my damn existence, my raison d'être.

Gotta seize dominion, orchestrate my fate.