[Instrumental]
A life lived in fear of final judgement, end of days Grasping on to futile prayers This paranoia hanging over you It weeps from every pore You'll feel
Grace these tired thoughts, I'm never giving in. Don't care what you have to Offer this time, I'm never giving in. Force fed this tired game I should
The blind lead the blind, abuse your position. The blood on your hands leaves stains behind. Take their hands, watch them perish, skin and bones, let
I hardly recognize the face that's in front of me, you've let this be your plague. It works its way under your skin, the parallel life takes over. Made
Sift through the rubble, creating a case against this earth. Found in the last place I search. From deep within you force the mirror upon myself. Face
Skin wrapped tight The walls closing in Forever, this building will never change Broken down, no energy inside Look to my hands, embedded with filth
A cold poison runs through your veins, bathe yourself in your self-made sea of sin. Dig your nails in, pull her tight, a coward's ride. Draw her in to
As the dust settles, the clouds disperse - it still remains a weight forcing down upon us. Crushing our bones, always the same glazed eyes and empty
The sun sets this final time, sparing us these forlorn days, casting us into the darkness of our hearts, sparing us these forlorn days. Abandoned lives
So that's it then, it's settled We can move on and stop feeling this way "Don't you fucking talk to me about suffering" But what can I do? Sounded less
Society made to destroy souls, bound and gagged silence us all, rewards too small. Watch your plans unfold, lead me to the ledge Make me walk the path
