Your tears I can make disappear
I'll just take my knife to turn you happy
I cut them off from your skin

I know what's best for you...
After this act of purification
Ripping your smile wider

Salt to every wound, poison to heal sickness (in you)
Fire to build your home
And gasoline for warming your heart

I am the healer - you are the sick
I make you see - How blind you have been

Inner sound - Speaks
It hates you - Like I do

Can you hear on your own?
If you cannot, I must take my blade again
I must be sure
I want to look inside of you

if it wants to be heard

I may be chained to curiosity
But do not be troubled
I make you hear your inner sound

I can feel how my wings are growing
Slowly ripping my flesh
I will be your angel with venomous madness

Healing virus, leader to see and hear
Completed being
Salvation of the true purification

Now you are completed too, and realizing what you have missed
Go and tell the other, how their mind has been closed

Inner sound - Speaks
It leads you - To be perfect being