Grind me down to dust inside of your head

Find my final shape underneath your skin

A mass forms inside of your head

And underneath your skin

My hate will burn inside your veins

Spreading throughout your being

I saw you burning, consumed by doubt

A hell of your invention where you belong

I scarred myself trying to help

Begging, pleading for you to come back to yourself

Count your breaths as precious gifts

As you waste the time you have left

(I take my shape under your skin

Scratch at your flesh as I dig my way in)

I take my shape under your skin

Scratch at your flesh as I dig my way in

Day by day, day by day

Your spirit grows weaker, your being fades