The Halfway Point

On the edge of dividing

Separate my faith

I'm caught in the middle, dividing

And halfway

It's late now

Was once in fallible and free

No ebbing or unravelling could silence that piece

In setting sights and dwelling safely

O'all has come to be

The ill unknown

What's waiting for, waiting for? (They think I'll fall)

I'm not asleep anymore

I'm halfway down the hole

On the edge of dividing

It's doomsday, so you say

The voice in the middle, dividing

Divide me

In silence

Like a parasite in bloom

It's suffocating

A fitting fate for a demigod's debut

And setting daylight, calling midnight

The darkness coming to

There's nothing to lose

Or maybe there is, depends who you're talking to

Don't lose track of the pieces in play

If one is unchained, that's fifty percent

It's darker than ever and not even finished yet

(And if you haven't heard) then you might wanna listen

I'm part of a double division, a prision

I gotta get out of this place

I'm half-a-way down to it, digging for faith

I'm halfway down the hole

Halfway down to Hell

Dig, dig

Dig, dig

On the edge of dividing

Don't quite feel the same

Hateful and cold

I feel to shed brighter folds

Pressure is building, the world is distorting

Divide myself wholly and darkness becomes me

For what I didn't do and what it fucking did to me

And what it did was this, what I didn't do

And what fucking it did to me, it doesn't matter now

It looks like this

On the edge of dividing

Wonder what's left of me

Look what it did to me

Look what it did to me

They think I'll fall

I'm not asleep anymore