what I am:
"Ready for the ultimate test…?!?
What do you mean?
No!
This is not something I could
Expect even from me…
Keep all the spiders away!
Not that I fear…
But…
They can read all of my thoughts
And they're not so pure…

Sometimes we need to close our eyes
As salt is hurting deeper.
This day I need to contemplate you
As my prize for guilt.

Tearing me apart, and making me forget
The worms of God are stealing my name
I'm tearing us apart and trying to forget
I can't stand your distant skin

Ready for the ultimate test…?!?
What do you mean?
No!
This is not something I could
Expect even from me…
Keep all the spiders away!
Not that I fear…
But…
They can read all of my thoughts
And I want some more!

Sometimes we need to close our eyes
As salt is hurting deeper.
This day I need to contemplate you
As my prize for guilt.

Tearing me apart, and making me forget
The worms of God are stealing my name
I'm tearing us apart and trying to forget
I can't stand your distant skin

Day seven,
Where are you my God?
Couldn't you just rest tomorrow,
And here me swear?"