(Who put this thing together?

Me, that's who!)

(Let me tell you something right now!)

(I think we got a problem)

(I think you may be right...)

(What, you think you're going somewhere?)

(Oh God, we're dead...)

(You think that's funny, huh?!)

(We're going to cause a lot of problems...)

Thoughts of endless oppression continue, bleeding rain within the grey

Brittle roses to pave all the wisdom in which closed gates create

Brick wall of rigid self-control

Manic nirvana controlled

Built a brick wall that I can't climb

And nobody knows...

I try!

(I felt so fucking alive!!)

(Everything goes to black.)

(They're gonna make up a list, of all the people that get hate by a few, and you're gonna be...

You're gonna be right on top of that list!

Right on the top!)

I walk with the wings of broken desire as the wolf stalks me as his prey

The cracks in my hand break only larger from bludgeoning memories

(Suffering... sweet suffering.)

(Surrounded by people who were less than you.)

(It's 'cause they're fucking coward animals!)

(Due to that horrible fuckin' death.)

(Man, fuck you too!)

(When the battle comes, it won't be fought in the city

You'll be fought in your mind and your soul.)

Writhing, screaming, and crying I ponder, reaching for the break of day

Rotting in the lonely lust of the shadows, that only I could create

Barbed wire fence of self-oppression, pulled tight around my brain

Imagined fear tints our reality, it darkens everything I see...

Brick wall of rigid self-control

Manic nirvana controlled

Built a brick wall that I can't climb

And nobody knows...

I try!

Try!

Grip!

Grip!

Grip!

Grip!