Name your poison On this broken floor I've seen this end before You are in this trap alone Don't think for a second you're going home Rigid fingers won't make it right Close your eyes while you pray for sight Only pain in this disposition Keep returning your strength for this weakness I say fuck the system Use the wisdom as the catalyst Then we'll burn it all down
Do you feel ready? My back is turned on you So pure and fitting The demons that could be are killing you You're most unwilling Eyes roll back with the burn of a companion In hell you're drifting The demons that could be will make it right Doomed to this subtle end Attachment not a friend Feel sick you're the witness Comprehension fails you Now it's death entails you This phallic shit must stop It's mockery sends out the closing crop
Facing westward You must travel alone Take one last look at it's bitter laugh And one day a priest will release you
I will no longer be your sober fantasy Do you feel ready? My back is turned on you So pure and fitting The demons that could be are killing you You're most unwilling Eyes roll back with the burn of a companion In hell you're drifting The demons that could be will make it right
Do you feel ready? My back is turned on you So pure and fitting The demons that could be are killing you