Bella falls into her own private hell
Following a drug bender
She is confronted by her own selves
And taunted by absalom
Alexandria finds her
And attempts to bring her back to light

I say, hey, wait, I gotta say
Room’s empty, morphine dancing
I say hey, yeah, yeah, the price you paid
Behind your lids, demons are playing

Metaphorical hell
Stress disorder
Time drags on, yeah
Drawn and quartered
Driven bound to die

Way down south

Delusion of a godless deity
Delusion of a godless, man

A barefoot step inside the bathroom
[Hoson zês phainou]
Retching, throwing away
The remains of those anxiety days
Anxiety
Halcyon days

Hoson zeis phainou
Meden holos sy lypou
Pros oligon esti to zen
To telos ho khronos apaitei]

Way down south