Paroxysm

Late night, toy trucks, go hard Paid in, mirage authority Stay gold, rage hard through the dark Rage on through the dark, rage on it Brutal silence, pay with your soul For all that shit's worth Get back on all fours because you earned it Better get the gun, put it in your mouth You, so owned, crying in the filth Crying in the sun Owned by the sleepy one So owned For things seem to come too easy For once you realize the mirror reflects the despised No solace in yourself just constant boredom Cattle-prod yourself to the right pain By the sleepy one Comprise this sage hypocrite back in your face Owned Owned Paroxysm raging you on Pray that you are entitled Collect the demons Collect the traces of silent wars Stay gold, rage hard through the dark Rage on through the dark, rage on it Brutal silence, pay with your soul Get back on all fours because you earned this Rage on Rage on it

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 27, 2026