CorRupted viSion (interlude)

I hate this damage
My hearts is so soar
My feelings are down
Nor can I feel my core
My insights are so gray
I feel like I’m poor
My people are loosing
A all of their hope

Tired of the pain
The shots ain’t the same
The blame that I claim
In the end it’s a game

Sprinting through the flame
Sprinting through the flame
Sprinting through the flame
Sprinting through the flame

Yea