Devil In the Wire

A tremor placed upon my mortal shell Ridged fingers clasp the steering wheel But who am I to deny this obviously erroneous fault in mind As this time it's my blood I'm bleeding I stare at the road, a darker form of grieving Finally bleeding It's between a rock and an unforgiving lie The fact I've even tried this, a thousand fucking times Who am I? Who am I? To think I'll survive? The lashing of a thousand suns When right now I loathe even being alive And don't you think that it's funny These beasts I'm hunting I made from my old skin I set them off running Through circular time To build this defective design Both hostage and the knife Ensnared The devil in the wire The ten of swords take form inside my spine As Mother Mary watches blind from the sidelines Within that frame of mind I feel their calling, feel their calling Call from the dark Their call from the dark Hand in hand into the dark Follow me and fall apart Into the dark I'm the devil in the wire In the dark I conspire With the truth I cannot see That even I am dead to me Why let the truth try and hide Death doesn't fucking lie Why let the truth try and hide Death doesn't fucking lie