Trial-December

This is not a test you can afford to fail or try to cheat your way through To lose your concentration opens the door to accusation Truth you cannot handle Truth is your demise It will bring you down Call upon your fathers and to the ghosts You pray that they watch over you and keep you safe from Wrong that you've inflicted Wrong to believe the lied That you have told that you've been told and then wonder why This is not a test there will be another This is not a test if you're not guilty you will be No transfusion for a soul bled bone dry Nothing left to save you're trapped in a world you've given up on World diseased Don't bother acting surprised your failure's standing right in front of you This is not a test there will be another This is not a test if you're not guilty you will be And where does your conscience reside somewhere that you no longer Regard as a part of yourself wallow in the life you waste Your complancence completely staged To distance yourself from all your mistakes This is not a test a test there will be another This is not a test if you're not guilty you will be