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