| There is only one way out | |
| One word left to shout | |
| The last little slope to climb | |
| Then my feet slip again | |
| Your threatening voice | |
| Gets me back up on my feet again | |
| I will find the truth within your skin | |
| You keep feeding me distractions | |
| Feeding me lies | |
| But I know the truth is there | |
| In fragments | |
| In bits | |
| And pieces | |
| Tall and slender | |
| But your eyes are lustreless | |
| Your facade may glimmer | |
| Your surface may be smooth silk | |
| You've been convinced of your own illusions | |
| But your weary eyes unveil a sinner | |
| Running... | |
| Steadily you hunt me down | |
| Until my feet collapse | |
| Gasping... | |
| You never rest | |
| Struggling to breathe | |
| You try to sink me in the mud | |
| My dearest enslaved | |
| Shackled | |
| Locked up in my cage | |
| My dearest enslaved | |
| Fragile beauty depraved |