Under the Surface

behind a burning red fog

the great mind swims in confusion

its blood ferments in anger

honor and wisdom will cower

your river's flow is damned all to hell

drifting in a current to stagnate

encircle the vision of rust

your river's flow is damned all to hell

strong hearts soar through blindness

tearing the fog, tearing the eyes to clarity

to a place where truth is seen

your shell is hollow, so am i

the rest will follow, so will i