The Warning

Sunday morning blood shot eyes

Didn't see it coming

I ignored the ringing bell

Took the stairway down to hell

'Cause the day you cross the line

There is no such thing as fear

Your dexterity grows stronger

Walking down the road to hell

A step towards the line

When things can't be undone

Then I realize!

It's a warning

The colour of your soul

It's a fire

Which sparks through me and you

It's decisions

To follow every move

An ignition

The final move

I'm leaving it to you

Yet another day to kill

And another bottle

Can't endure the massive pain

As it's running through my veins

What's been growing up inside

An invisible machine

Can't explain this brutal strain

Like a bullet through my brain