Walking further from your dark, complex cave

Of lonely manipulation

On am empty trail, as the moonlight shines down

From a grey, desolate sky

Which seems to offer the perfect changes

Intimidating walls of repressed memories

Continue to grow deep around my soul

With perfect changes

Interrogate - Question everything

Slip into denail - Tear into the pain

I am not a fucking slave

So, take this broken chain

Cut it away

And question every part of you

Entering an abandoned shelter

As blackened patches of shimmering light seep through

The cracked windows of unforgiven sorrow

This change is perfect

The distant sound of forgotten voices

Slowly becomes relevant in my eternal solitude

As perfect changes form

Evacuate - Burns of cold disease

Leaving her in ashes

Painting misery

Constant pain inside of me

Sharp as a metal knife cutting away

And spreading open every part of you

Every point of you (the face of truth)

Sharp as metal knives shredding the face (the face of truth)

And spreading open the fucking truth

Gripping every piece of everything I hate about you

I can't take this anymore

I keep wanting this to break

Cutting away from spreading open every part of you

Growing into me

Filling up with light

Burning in my soul

This longing never dies

Rip off my face

Throw me in my grave

Close the gate

Lock me far away

Tear apart the roots of belief

Conceive the truth of her mystery

Fall in half far down in a hole

Cut the pulse, break all of my bones

Lock the door and throw out the key

Conceive the truth of her mystery

I've found this longing never dies. .