im taking my pulse everyday it feels out of control finding a way not to lose it im saving my soul by confusing it taking my pulse body and mind don t they say i also deeply intwined and if i hungry while the poison still rages in me am at war with my body and mind the night exaggerates it tells me it s too late and then emulated by fear funny here and taking my pulse the taken in night it can tell you nothing occur with blood in its eyes no the curtains is still shrugged and sides of a certain and you can t deny that dream same thing all night wake up with my heart beside me but it is good a thing to be brought to my knees but finally i will be forced to ask for help because i can t i can t take on nature by myself but it s not a fight it s my body agin finally i will be forced to ask for help because i can t i can t take on nature by myself but it s not a fight it s my body leaving don t my my something is changing and growing in me long and blind and there is work to do until i die till im a apart of you my my my the night exaggerates and tells me it s too late and i am emulated by fear if you can change that s great but my habit is hardening and when my beast awakes and i yell will you be here taking my pulse