Orgasm of Death

Did I not show you a way out Beneath the veil you saw my vision wrapped in doubt You're not my son and not my muse As you remind me, though, I never thought this true Vices squeeze us 'til we're blue, me and you That's of no concern to me, that don't cause me misery It's time, times what I can't control, same as you Fear of going back to find all the nothingness we left behind Superstition is a hoax Though we both cannot seem to practice what we know Stepping over every crack Waiting for sweet life to break our bloodied backs Vices squeeze us 'til we're blue, me and you That's of no concern to me, that don't cause me misery It's time, times what I can't control, same as you Fear of going back to find all the nothingness we left behind Did I not show you a way out Beneath the veil, you saw my vision wrapped in doubt You're not my son and not my muse As you remind me, though, I never thought this true Vices squeeze us 'til we're blue, me and you That's of no concern to me, that don't cause me misery It's time, times what I can't control, same as you Fear of going back to find all the nothingness we left behind Let's not show our faces 'til the end 'Til our dreaming slows, 'til nothing's left When we meet the orgasm of death