Ill Transmitted Infection

Beast In The Leash

I feel the monster on the leash
I feel the flame growing with the beast
Little by little it's setting itself free
I'm trying to control it but it's part of me
How can I be me without the monster within?
How would my emotions work with my sins and all that i've seen?
I wonder if without this spirit within, would my grass always be green?
Or would I be able to live with all the things that I've been?
With a script of a monster in the scene
I have no choice but to embrace the beast that's within
With the flame growing, my emotions burn
It's in my nature to learn where I'm from and what's unknown
Find the purpose of a candle that's blown
And watch the the fire when it's shown
I can't help but to enjoy when I get burnt
When I have to see the perspective of dirt
Embracing the pain after I'm hurt
While this monster burns within me
It's guiding me on what I could be, triggering things I should see
It's telling me to not be deceived by my greed by picking more than I need from the tree
As the flame grows with the beast
Heś slowly breaking the leash...