Flowing through the tangled road,
Life or death in one false move.
Vibrations running through my soul,
What a way to live.

Death disguised as freedom,
Makes his presence known.
The constant watcher waits,
Waits to see me fall.

Heart pounding, alarms sounding,
Actions turn to dust.
Subliminal thoughts take control,
Time itself could stop.

Freedom now has made a stand,
My body shows no fear.
Death has claimed me once again,
The night is drawing near.

The tender lucid evening sky,
Flooded by dull scarlet light.
Then the pale green sea of future,
Opens wide tonight.