Preasure turns coal into

diamonds with a rush

but it can also crush them

to dust the pressure is strong

the brace is weak the

suffering long ya dont

know what to seak

I saw the fireball creepin

down the hall i stood with

my back up against the wall

is it gonna pass or will the fire

last with a slow explosion

in my heart and i dont

i dont know where to start

the seaping ashes cinder

through the vents and i'm

havin after Dinner laments

Confusion is the way i describe

just complain when it doesnt

fit the gears in my head they wont

stop turning somethins wrong

consuming Fires burning i raise

up my hands and shout outta this

place i wanna get out but im locked

tight inside of this room and i hope

the end is commin soon!