Crimson

Never say a word of affliction

Never count up your regrets like dew drops on rotten leaves

Keep all your masks at hand

Tell me all you have been through

Tell it like a tale where the end is due

And conceivably everything makes sense when nothing's left of me

I don't deny you

I pretend I don't hold contempt

You cater to yourself

Blood-stained ransom

But nothing was ever free

Never attempt to speak the truth

As long as words remain holy

Trading sin for sin

All actions sacred

I give my life within your divine sovereignty

Rip my skin apart

Inside I'm empty

This cave of flesh won't heal

Lost in this game you steal

Don't you have a heart?

Don't you have a heart?

Don't you have a heart?