The man drifting seeks poison and promise | |
A threat to all, mostly to himself | |
Hearing voices from the great beyond | |
Now only he can dig himself out | |
Eyes red, wrists cut | |
Reaching out but not from heaven | |
Soul black, head fucked | |
Hell’s existence isn’t numb | |
You can’t keep him from the bottom | |
Where the dwelling begins | |
Once capable and caring | |
Now in perils seductive grip | |
His mournful cries are pitiful | |
Sung to dying skies with no stars | |
Now his letter’s kept inside a flame | |
Those who read only know the burning | |
Eyes red, wrists cut | |
Reaching out but not from heaven | |
Soul black, heart fucked | |
Hells existence isn’t numb | |
Mouth sewn, hands bound | |
But do you cease the torment | |
Skin cold, failed unknown | |
Scream until the blood fill your lung | |
Yeah, now you’re a threat | |
But only to yourself | |
Yeah, now you’re a threat | |
To your own tomorrow | |
All your words became... | |
All your words became... | |
All your words became... | |
Untruth! |
The man drifting seeks poison and promise | |
A threat to all, mostly to himself | |
Hearing voices from the great beyond | |
Now only he can dig himself out | |
Eyes red, wrists cut | |
Reaching out but not from heaven | |
Soul black, head fucked | |
Hell' s existence isn' t numb | |
You can' t keep him from the bottom | |
Where the dwelling begins | |
Once capable and caring | |
Now in perils seductive grip | |
His mournful cries are pitiful | |
Sung to dying skies with no stars | |
Now his letter' s kept inside a flame | |
Those who read only know the burning | |
Eyes red, wrists cut | |
Reaching out but not from heaven | |
Soul black, heart fucked | |
Hells existence isn' t numb | |
Mouth sewn, hands bound | |
But do you cease the torment | |
Skin cold, failed unknown | |
Scream until the blood fill your lung | |
Yeah, now you' re a threat | |
But only to yourself | |
Yeah, now you' re a threat | |
To your own tomorrow | |
All your words became... | |
All your words became... | |
All your words became... | |
Untruth! |
The man drifting seeks poison and promise | |
A threat to all, mostly to himself | |
Hearing voices from the great beyond | |
Now only he can dig himself out | |
Eyes red, wrists cut | |
Reaching out but not from heaven | |
Soul black, head fucked | |
Hell' s existence isn' t numb | |
You can' t keep him from the bottom | |
Where the dwelling begins | |
Once capable and caring | |
Now in perils seductive grip | |
His mournful cries are pitiful | |
Sung to dying skies with no stars | |
Now his letter' s kept inside a flame | |
Those who read only know the burning | |
Eyes red, wrists cut | |
Reaching out but not from heaven | |
Soul black, heart fucked | |
Hells existence isn' t numb | |
Mouth sewn, hands bound | |
But do you cease the torment | |
Skin cold, failed unknown | |
Scream until the blood fill your lung | |
Yeah, now you' re a threat | |
But only to yourself | |
Yeah, now you' re a threat | |
To your own tomorrow | |
All your words became... | |
All your words became... | |
All your words became... | |
Untruth! |