I beg the skies I cursed the ground
But echoes are the only sound
My years slips freely through the wall
What’s left of me? Nothing at all

Have you ever looked at yourself
Every shadow of your secrets
Life is short and it goes away fast
You tried to live your life hidden the best

When hearts forget how sound can feel
When music's made by code and byte

I wore a mask of steel and pride
But inside, I was the one who died
I tore through lies with a razor tongue
The songs of sorrow left unsung
To forgive your sins
Somehow
Now forgiveness stands a distant ghost
Mocking the man who lost his most
I beg the skies I curse the ground
But echoes are the only sound

My fists bleeds truth
But inside, I was the one who died
I tore through lies with a razor tongue

Still, I wear my crown of rust
Built on bone, regret, and dust
Buried deep beneath these haunted lands
My eyes can see the truth against the wall

What's left of me nothing at all
Lie hidden, vast, and far from view
Yet still they write with holy fire
Fucking holy war
Alien messiah
And in their silence, gods were made
Lies hidden, vast, and far from view
Yet still they write with holy fire
Lie hidden, vast, and far from view

Till the end