Did you get lost in the middle?
The middle of a mountainside?
Burning statues of Venus
Drowning in the tides
Did you feel the cracking?
The decimation of your mind?
Your soul has been sacrificed
While your hands were tied
Safe
Night
Did you feel the cracking?
The absolution of your mind?
Your soul has been recycled
While your hands were tied
Did you walk the miles?
To take up an empty throne?
Twisted, apathetic
I'm not coming home
The holes in my back
Have sprouted eagle wings
I fly south by air
While the Devil sings
Twisted, apathetic
I'm not coming home
I'm not coming home
I'm not coming home