Subject To The Ladder

I'm not Pygmalion, hooked by failure

Ruled as a juvenile, aged as an infantile

Subject to the ladder

Ruined by affection, excepted by exception

Predicted on a graph, cornered by ritual

Diminished by impression, cried out in the lesson

Subject to the ladder, subject to the ladder

My thoughts are coming through

Emptiness follows too

A cyclone full of feeling

The silence of the room

Defended by defendants, corrected by the pain

Inspected by a sadness, exhausted by a game

Subject to the ladder, subject to the ladder

My thoughts are coming through

Emptiness follows too

A cyclone full of feeling

The silence of the room

A picture turning over, jewel in the water

Where Eco saw reflection, not what it taught her

Invaded by the quarrels and I denied the lathe

Let me chop down the laurel, a goal I won't escape

I'm bullied by deception but when the whistle came

Esteem had broke infection, my torment fraught with shame

Subject to the ladder, subject to the ladder

My thoughts are coming through

Emptiness follows too

A cyclone full of feeling

The silence of the room

Subject to the ladder