held up along this tattered path of your life and my death and bury the sense of neglect and recover this condemned ghost his book is covered in solid black to hide the feelings inside the silence is hidden in small print im trapped in this motionless room shattered into one million pieces of memories and consequences smoke and fog keeps you blinded by ignorance where, in this grim forrest of sincerity they've come to bury me in hollow ground grantted your lust and dignity