I remember feeling the same old condescending darkness

And all I could think of, all I could think of

Was a way of turning these lights on

A way to bring them closer together

Manipulate your dissonance, give a shape to the abstract urge

And stop asking yourself "now what do I do?"

So relentless and unconditional

Frozen, hiding, broken guidance

In the grave that you built with your own two hands

A metallic taste in my mouth, that strain

You dug it out from under by bones

But you couldn't care less, you couldn't care less, no

Do you remember being ever so ferociously persistent

I am no target

So relentless and unconditional

Frozen, hiding, broken guidance

In the grave that you built with your own two hands