I am the insult of your arrogant perception
The bleeding of your ill quest for perfection
The mortal pain on your shoulders, breathe of my infection
I am your needed burden, taste me like a pleasure
I seed the tears of your sanity's repentance
I feed the fears that feed your weak existence
The vital flaw that leads your instincts, the essence of your loss
The silent plague, the whispered venom, the steps you'll never walk
Caged in your own insignificance
Choking this life you hold
Blowing your heart, as it withers
Choking this life you hold
I am the question, lying in your own reflection
The willing pleasure, born from self rejection
The screaming art, beyond your feelings, the mask before your eyes
I am your external figure, created inside your mind
Caged in your own insignificance
Choking this life you hold
Blowing your heart, as it withers
Choking this life you hold