Above Inside

Running up the hill, wind in soul a silent chill

(The beast sleeps inside)

Beneath my feet, the road that I must keep

(You are a fool, now realize)

Above inside

I fade and rise

A candle bright

My guiding sun at night

Lie dormant, a symbol of sloth scars your hand

(You are better off dead)

The sleeper awakens, painful truth lies vacant

(Awful pride, now curse your head)