A Matter of Traction (Linchpin Suite)

This arrangement of A Matter of Traction includes lyrics from the original Linchpin by Fear Factory, fused with my own.

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My eyes were blackest
As the straps on my straitjacket slackened
Appeared a single tear could turn me ashen
With little left to cheer than liquefaction
(My eyes were blackest)
Felt discontented
No question demented
Yet each breath was scented with passion
Reprised from concise height of fashion
With madness providing the traction
.
The night was quite barren
Trussed tight in white satin
Pale moonlight was scattered before me
Since the sun came undone
Every one of my actions had told self explanatory story
Details were gory
Long derailed from glory
Yet prevailed to hail the great alpha venturi
Assuring me furore was more than inventory bargained for
Imploring me to cheat the creak of varnished boards and leap towards the sweet reward retreat ignored with no thought to inform me
Reached into the rose
Reposed to bleed as thorns arose
Seeping in the cornerstones
To paint the scene in warmer tones
Warned me that the storm was close
Then dawned on me as twilight spoke
.
We see no end to the dream
We will never see the end
We will never be the end
All my life I felt discarded
Never feeling a part of it
No you can’t
.
Why had I felt so forlorn
Chosen lords thrown overboard
A Noble cause shown no accord
Control of host thus overhauled
Why had I been so defeated
Reams of dreams foreseen conceded
Cheated of esteem
To such extreme
My gleam had been deleted
Why not buck the trend
Upend the threads condemned that penned me in
Comprehend the senselessness in spreading self respect so thin
Why not try predestining the leverage for second string
To strengthen tendons gesturing success
Why feel so hard pressed to vent
When every stent my heart refreshed
Suggested there were pennies left unspent
.
We see no end to the dream
We will never see the end
We will never be the end
All my life I felt discarded
Never feeling a part of it
No you
No you can’t take
No you can’t take
No you can’t take
No you can’t take
No you can’t take
No you can’t take me apart
We will never see the end
(Take me apart)
We will never be the end
(Take me apart)
All my life I felt discarded
Never feeling a part of it
You can’t change me
(Take me apart)
You can’t change me
(Take me apart)
You can’t change me
(Take me apart)
You can’t change me
You can’t change me
You can’t change me now
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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