Result

Pressurized madness
At my fingertips
A white globe
I can feel it rip
A septic truth
A wet goodbye
A promise of liberation
Under a blood-red sky
I am a Result
Spiritual momentum
Digging in the rain
Cracked bloody palms
Won't pull me away
In the narrowness of vision
And the narrowness of mind
I'm struggling to find the answer
In this trivial life
I am a Result