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?"