Payment is due
I’m empty handed
Shaking my head in such an easy defeat, could you at least be more discreet, damaged hands and compromised feet, couldn’t stay awake to fight I preferred to sleep, now payment is due while my eyes weep.
Consequences don’t care
I’m reaping what I’ve planted over time
Hiding the pain, such an ugly bind in these painful wages
Past due payment and the destruction has begun, youth over and body parts suddenly become numb, sharp pains in the head a sad chest gasps and trembles, payment is due for misusing a precious temple.
It’s serious now
Vital parts breaking down.