Pushed inside a holocaust of fallen grace and my great loss
Turned into a wrathful face, accompany your castaways
Come and thank me for the light i shed on you
Come and take me out with your false gratitude
First things first, i'd like to think that someday
I'll wake up, open up my eyes
Break down walls, outside lie voracious paths
I've become the man you despise
Feel this needle sink inside, part of me already died
We're lost in time
We would not be overturned if i had known...known you then
Peace comes when not drenched in war, oh now i'm sore...sore from you
Meaningless, i turn to dust, wary of lust...must die here
Never be the same again-yes, i have been...been tried
Break up; open up my eyes
Shock of self leaves us in space, indiscriminately placed
We're lost this time
We've lost this time
Can't escape the darkest light i shed on you
Won't fulfill the cleansing tract of gratitude