We are nothing but a ghost of what we've been
We are nothing but a ghost of what we were before
Before
We are nothing but a ghost of what we've been
We are nothing but a ghost of what we were before
A ghost
Sane doesn't mean safe
Generate pretend obey
They've lost the concept
Of suffering
My blood has its locks
My veins gain the code
Signs of wards are growing
Under the depths of my skin
I'm not what you expected
Do you want to erase me
You fail
Drain my life and take
The best part of me
If you think I'm waste, you're just like me
Close your eyes does it set you free
If you dispose of me you're coming along unworthy
My thoughts have never been this rigid
They calculate my emotions
You liquify my soul to a chamber of wax
Please light the best part of me and see
It has been constructed by sin
Don't let me be shaped by my model
A mud-made statue molded by touch
And melted by crimson words made to kill
And that's never enough
Don't let these false gods treat you like an insect
As insects they are
As insects they are
As insects they are