| This is the sound of my certain self being unwound
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| I sink deeper and deeper into hell, a hollow shell entering a new realm
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| Inside my mind, captive to a new reich
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| So this is what it sounds like?
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| This is what it sounds like
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| Hell
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| It’s all around
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| Hell
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| So this is what it sounds like
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| Failure to prevail
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| Trapped in my own cell, living in my own hell
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| What is worth discerning through all this hurting?
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| This is truly concerning
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| I’ve seen hell and home blur together
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| Am I a man or a monster?
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| Am I a man or a monster?
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| I can feel it now
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| No returning back through all this hurting
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| The deep and dark has swallowed me up
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| There’s no describing what I have become
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| Must I destroy myself to see the good prevail?
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| I was certain of who I was, but now I’m certain that it’s all lost
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| Seems so much harder now, to keep my feet on the ground
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| I don’t belong here, trapped in this nightmare
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| Pick me up, pull me out from this place that has me bound
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| I don’t belong here, trapped in this nightmare
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| This is my life unwound and this is how it sounds
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| This is how it sounds
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| This is how it sounds
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| Will I ever exist again, with my own heart within my own skin?
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| Can you feel it now? |