Glass Eater

When moral fails only a fist will help At least that's what I've been told Mind off the rails Endure my private hell That's not what I've been told First step, nomad, last breath, dirt The rest is up to you First step, nomad, last breath, dirt The fabric is fading Chew it, taste it The sensation of red travelling through my skin Chew it, taste it A warm welcome from the new world This is progress Change Is not an option At the peak of existence Suffer for lust Mother keeps whispering "It's all but a dream" But my eyes won't close I have none, so it seems Chew it, taste it The sensation of red travelling through my skin Chew it, taste it A warm welcome from the new world This is progress My tongue is shattered to a thousand pieces A world within me without reason Orphaned landscapes Fever choices No brighter season Noisy angelic voices First step, nomad, last breath, dirt The rest is up to you First step, nomad, last breath, dirt The fabric is fading Chew it, taste it The sensation of red travelling through my skin Chew it, taste it A warm welcome from the new world This is progress Father keeps whispering "It's all but a dream" But my eyes won't close I have none, so it seems