No Mans Land.

[Geno]

Who wants to walk this road, all alone
Overgrown with okydokes where all the vultures poke
On your toes so the pulse can grow, no hesitation -pauses
The weak hearted die here, and you can taste the nautia
What doesn't kill me'll make me stronger, fuck it, I'll go
too many bumps in the road just means the muscles'll grow
Skeleton bones are covered in mold, the victims scattered
Too smart for their own good, where no wisdom matters
Destruction looks like nuclear fissions happened, its diabolic
Frollick, where coordination becomes hand eye and vomit
But I am polished, hardened through the events in my life
Show no love -get no love, hard to fool the insensitive type
Weapons in strike mode for every second that passes
Is this a journey towards well being, or a step into maddness
There's no definite address, you just arrive at your destiny
But don't look back, you might realize you left everything