Cryptopsy

bare my teeth in a fit of stability
cling to level ground
balancing ability
side with the positive
more and more progressively
scale the negative mountain
always seem to loose my foothold
got enough gear
to settle in for the long run
one false move
precautions elude
tumble in the mood
never seem to gain my foothold
inconsistantly faltering between the two pales
not much chance in regulating
all systems go, red alert behavior
humanistic insfictincts
the other's demonic
stranglehold and bold
up front, within the contact of
devils amongst angels
running' all through ya