My help you didn't deserve it
I never claimed to be perfect
Those times you put me down
A pillar treated like a f*cking clown
Trust not the one you love
Reignite the fire again
Then watch me dissipate
You say you're free from sin
But you're the perfect example of hate
Then the clearing of dust
I will reclaim
The man that I was
Before this that I became
These problems from which you run
Will never go away
The madness has just begun
Your life has sealed your fate
Trust not the one you love
Addicted to the pain of another
Which one of us will have to suffer
Too many years on the bottom spent
Now you see the end is imminent
Then the clearing of dust
I will reclaim
The man that I was
Before this that I became
Before this that I became
Into the falling rain
So end it now
So end it now
Take all your consequences and shove them up your ass
Then the clearing of dust
I will reclaim
The man that I was
Before this that I became
Rigor mortis sets in
Bent and contorted
Objects thrusted within
Now you will not see the light of day
I will be the one to take your breath now
Rigor mortis set in
Bent and contorted
Objects are thrusted within