Under dead stones sleeping those eyes Seen through mirrors of self destruction Broken
Togetherness with shattered remains Face a crucial decision of self inflicted injury
I feel the presence of flesh at this nameless place And through this spike of cold I embrace my final fear under these emypty stones Where I've carried the burden of the human race Where I've lost my beliefs in this world of nothingness
I'm carving up my veins in solitude And the dead land covers my spell Unseen under this stone Unseen from those who had never hurt themselves