Second to None - Solution .45

Ever — ever and again

Calling in, striking blind

Setting up a claim for the throne supreme

Always — always at a stop

Constant sameness, well in hand

Crossing paths no matter how far apart

I know holding the line against myself

Will just brace what cannot be cast out

As though bridging the void in which I dwell

Under — under various forms

Keeping off, bending rules

Grinding down the sun once risen in vain

Order — order of the stray

Reckless yearning, punished will

Entering a state unknown to the mind

I know holding the line against myself

Will just brace what cannot be cast out

As though bridging the void in which I dwell

With the seasons we change as one, body and soul

The shadow of my shadow

The abyss that makes me whole

With the seasons we change as one, body and soul

The shadow of my shadow

The abyss that makes me whole

I know holding the line against myself

Will just brace what cannot be cast out

As though bridging the void in which I dwell