Righteous invasion of the truth Realistic independence of the tale every which way I turn I seem to fail . A dull twinge a sharp pain Radiating in my lower abdomen A little voice makes a cry of stay they cant hurt you today. The maltreatment and unnecessary experiences thats occurred can leave a person deeply flawed . There is no going back these systems are trials on there new order . If I hated you yesterday I can love you today We can build tomorrow. Just a little more oil in my lamp will keep me burning to the break of day.