i need a battle

A little flow from a couple of sleep-deprived tower guard shifts...

what can i say, i guess i still gotta pay
some dues for the shoes that took me so far away
from the ones that i love and the love from above
i couldn't see it was free till freedom took off the gloves

then it was the 1-2 and 10 and the doors swung wide open
down the halls they were callin me walls of the fallen were stallin me
but i kept pushin in spite of me in spite of the light of eternity
blindin my flight and burnin me
till i forgot how to listen and flooded my system
with sugar and spices and vices that glisten
till all i was missin
was a reason to keep pleasin myself in this prison

i need a battle
an 8.8 earthquake to shake and rattle
the wheels of this track leading back into the shadows
obscuring my vision by fear and division
of my self from my soul by a single discision
to follow hell down a hole through a shallow inscision
in the tip of my finger that lingered over the line
needing blood to be signed
so shorten my name and set a flame to my time
while i play my part in the game and march down the line

now i go boom, boom, boom till it fills up the room
to maximum capcity and critical mass
aint no elasticity can survive the blast
boy, you better watch your steppin
i rock a belt-fed weapon
my rage is a rhythm
and this cage is a lesson
that i'm learnin to the core
and turnin into my war
as i break down the doors
and shake down the memories
of every time i've turned away from a sign
and followed the low road alone
throwin stones with my eyes

these lies are a liability chocking the virility
out of the little bit of love in me
so these words that i'm writing
is the way that i'm fighting
to shed a little light
into my heart
and hope it
ripens