Turnstile

Raise your voice in swells
Rind your meanings,
then use your signs inside
to relive, and live again.
No point in holding back on what you're holding,
no matter it be shit or it be golden.
Foundations shift. They're shifting they're still shifting.
We set up our falls.
Hold on tight to your fears,
'cause that's your hatred and that's your love.
As well learn to use your fears
as a fuel, as an engine
to get you where you need to be.
I must always remember
there's no point to surrender!