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