Poly Unsigned Code Video (MV)

Wake up the wall, stand guard, stand ground
6 walls for 3 dimensions, linear sound
Sleep, never comes, digital pen oh
I've accepted that my life is meaningless, my claim to the end

Every time I get a second chance I see myself
Surrounded by apocalypse and famine

Once flew too close to the heart's assigned role
Brazen beliefs built to hurt, the shell and soul
Cracks start to form, the world groans, oh
Quakes from when I sucked, and hurt my loved ones

Every time I get a second chance I see myself
Surrounded by apocalypse and famine
When five senses lose the interest of the dying nerves
The world then becomes horrid and uninhabitable