Feeling cold, feeling empty. Set the stage where you want me. And this crowd right before me. Doesn't care that I'm dying. . And the audience stands with their eyes fixed.
Feeling low like Im ready to crack and. Slowly moving from bending to breaking. I stay diluted to avoid the pain. But I give her more than she can take.
Shes a god in her own right. She dims the room light. While she moves closer. We all move slower. . Tracing white lines. Sipping fine wines. We remember.
Im still stitching up the stabs you left. Weaving in and out slowly. I grow accustomed to the piercing flesh. And find evil in the holy. . And still I see the line.
Don't fool the crowd with all your sentiments in vain. We are alive again, we will survive again. Don't turn your back to every move you ever made. We are alive again, we will survive again.
She told me don't let them in. You're a copy of a copy. She told me don't come again. This is awful, this is all wrong. . Now I feel it coming back again.
Im the [Incomprehensible] that reminds you of your blessing. And I'm reaper that takes them away. To a place where they can lay there. And wilt and rot away.
Take these animals again. And wrap your ropes around them. Let the demon take you in. And tell us stories about him. I will follow you. . Take these animals again.
To me, you were just dead weight. A diluted filter blurring the color away. From what this used to be. Or, or what it could have been. . But nothing's changed.
In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands. From empty vain hand-shaking, we see the guilt has rise again. And all will fall with or without our good will.
I'm only patient enough. To please the masses for so long. My brittle arms cannot hold. Up all the walls in this falling tomb. . I'm only caring enough.
I'm only patient enough. To please the masses for so long. My brittle arms cannot hold. Up all the walls in this falling tomb. . I'm only caring enough.
Pretty, pretty, she looks so needy. Shes calm in the face. But shes never forgetting every other time Ive been. Angry, raging, clenched up hands. But I know better than to mix you in my.
Paint the lines on perfect eyes. That circle the object. Of my sincere affection. My undivided attention. . Lie where you won't see. Yourself in that way.