covered in cuts and bruises im steady hung up in the sewers that bitch right there she clueless im pressed like some newsprint blueprints on me when im deep in the sea building a fortress a torture chamber to cradle the weak heaven is only a dream head full of sapphire neck wrappt in barbwire im looking for pain to be wrappt up in chains let my face rain down the waist of your blade stay in my way i like it when you playin them games and hate whilst to end us in veign god he be up in my ear whispers to just disappear tell em im already gone cus no i dont live in fear no one be seeing me here floatin on waves im fading away i cant be patient to stay late in the day i say dont pray, i hate and create raised high up, hanging outside wit my body on fire