| This asset, a chameleon, a million eyes ripping in places | 
| settle down to find cold places, you live your life on a broken face | 
| her majesty following me to control this impurity | 
| our machines that never taught you how to love or be free | 
| containment, containment, isolation, a fair call | 
| your weeping soul lost in futility of this rightous way to be | 
| so hold yourself, so cry till death | 
| and your hands ripping up everything that you ever loved | 
| She can’t see the light, a vision not so bright | 
| she put me in this hole, a seeping carnivore | 
| she found the key to live in something i must give | 
| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right | 
| she cannot see a night, her future burns so bright | 
| she put me in this hole, a creeping carnivore | 
| she found the key to live in something i must give | 
| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right | 
| Freeze on a balcony of this stage covered in broken glass | 
| that scrapes up all the sands of your time running low | 
| why did you sell your soul? | 
| why did you let me go? | 
| i never understood this game so please refrain from tormenting me | 
| She can’t see the light, a vision not so bright | 
| she put me in this hole, a seeping carnivore | 
| she found the key to live in something i must give | 
| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right | 
| she cannot see a night, her future burns so bright | 
| she put me in this hole, a creeping carnivore | 
| she found the key to live in something i must give | 
| a putrid parasite, she thinks she’s always right | 
| i must be out of time, i could be out of life | 
| i must out of time, i could be out of mind | 
| i must be out of my mind, i cannot see this light | 
| i don’t know why this is, i cannot give to live |