For all your ruminations on strength and purpose
 There's only dust collecting
 In a mind where none can find you
 You've shown a wealth of disease
 A hand that's broken in fractions
 A face that's masked in decay
 With no body to call his own now
 He's turning inward
 I, I've lost faith
 There's only ugliness here
 Only death can find me
 So we know that nothing's true
 In all your life there's deception
 That somewhere truth can be found
 In a house where faith has failed you
 There is no use in defending
 A hand that's broken in fractions
 A face that's masked in decay
 With no body to call his own now
 He's turning inward
 I, I've lost faith
 There's only ugliness here
 Only death can find me
 So we know that nothing's true
 We knew another way
 To live beyond our despair
 You're gone, we're here
 So we know that death is real
 And we know that death is real
 Thoughts of delusion behind stagnant cold eyes
 Faces masked inside a house decayed and twisting
 All around me are the plastic holy relics
 They remind me of my vibrance, gone
 Only death can find me
 I, I've lost faith
 There's only ugliness here
 Only death can find me
 So we know that nothing's true
 We knew another way
 To live beyond our despair
 You're gone, we're here
 So we know that death is real