Bite the hand that feeds me, appease me
Spite towards the knot in my stomach (ah)
And when it all leads back to a Moon so tender and fresh
I can't help finding fulfillment digging

Carving, loathing, oh, delight
Leave it out to dry
The life I found seems so sanctified
But my frame will take the side of it all

And now I find myself here
The Sun is [?] and cruel
A monk on a withering idol stagger

Scalding, nothing can tear me away (tear me away)
I know it's such a shame
Not hard to find, a darkness to shine
Heads splitting incline, ooh
Shameful killing my time
(Oh)

Heat rising, I didn't even come close
Sun rotting, I've never felt more at home

In this deafening high, ooh
Rearranging my luck
In jagged lines
So apathetic, to vivid desires that pass me by
Guilty and glorified
Why should I have to dignify?