I am the insult of your arrogant perception The bleeding of your ill quest for perfection The mortal pain on your shoulders, breathe of my infection I am your needed burden, taste me like a pleasure I seed the tears of your sanity's repentance I feed the fears that feed your weak existence The vital flaw that leads your instincts, the essence of your loss The silent plague, the whispered venom, the steps you'll never walk Caged in your own insignificance Choking this life you hold Blowing your heart, as it withers Choking this life you hold I am the question, lying in your own reflection The willing pleasure, born from self rejection The screaming art, beyond your feelings, the mask before your eyes I am your external figure, created inside your mind Caged in your own insignificance Choking this life you hold Blowing your heart, as it withers Choking this life you hold