When the gravities felt…all the knives seem to twist…with an ear that can hear…

What is felt seems so wrong…has it ever been right…

What's been the truth all along…isolated in your prison…you don't need to know…

What is missed…if the sun were to rise…you'd know evil…you'd know evil exists…

Are all your eyes so perceptive…do you care to know more…theirs a sickness…

In the house…it's infiltrated the doors…who's the lord of contention…

We all have to fight…to feel the line as it's drawn…are you safe…for tonight…

The reverence…goes deep…to find the comfort of bed…but how can you sleep…

When the others…are dead…with the wolves…and the sheep…a couple hours is brief...

When all the masks…have come off…well…tell me who did you meet…who did you meet…

To finally get it…if just for a minute…the other half…that's not seen…

To find the battle as real…woe your dreams are not dreams…

If there's none…that are good…who can you trust…

You can feel in your heart…beneath the hurt there is love…

So when…the gravities felt…open wide…so you'll see…

I know it's hard in this game…if you believe…then believe…