This is as good a place as any to start To teach you that suffering is not a beating heart It can be found on more hallowed ground The World, The Will, and these Murder Sounds And if you believe that I’ve something to conceal Lose yourself in a mirror and see how it feels When pain and shame are the only common bonds between me and you
It’s never enough Please don’t stop It’s never enough Please don’t
And I know what I have buried deep inside The source of my frustration I don’t want to live Yet I don’t want to die There’s no absolution No place to hide
It’s on the wind Signs of the ancient slaughter With mankind shackled, sealed, and bred as either cog or fodder It’s in a life devoid of faith or meaning Monumental art to break the endless wake and dreaming
The myth and cult you chose to forget is me Let’s see a parade of ghastly masks for a sacrificial love
And there’s no valid reason left to fight the source of this oration I’ve already died, enough with the lies There’s no absolution, we’re nowhere and blind
Victory Is a lonesome thing when glory shines light on what it really is Nothing A wellspring…