The Discipline

Straight edge - the discipline

The key to self-liberation is abstinence from the destructive escapism of intoxication

I separate from the poison - a mindlessness I've always abhorred

Usage will only increase the pain, a truth I constantly see ignored

The pollutants that kill the body breed apathy within the mind

The substances that once brought release in the end will always confine

From drug-clouded lungs and veins, motivation dissipates

Imprisoned within addiction

Abuse increases until death overtakes

Enslaved by concupiscence

Promiscuity leads to despair

Victims used and abandoned

By liars who professed to care

Self-exiled from their insanity

Striving to attain higher levels of purity

The beauty in life is mine to know

Amidst the ruin, I survive

I've got to stay free

Damage everywhere - infections at every turn

Through my refusal to partake, I saved myself

Abstinence was the beginning

What's important is what's done with the freedom

Step by step I overcome

Alone I climb the staircase to edification