Boundless sight
Tightening veins beneath my skin
Forming shapes within my dreams
Jaded thought, it rips my throat

Here I live under my skin
I suppose you pray for me

Antipathy, dismembered
Antiquity in sonder
The feelings that I hide
For you, I keep them deep inside
And I hide them deep within my skin
What men will destroy for you is time

Are we free to wander the world?
I’m not sure, I don’t think so
I wait my turn
To live without my skin
I wait my turn
To live without my skin

Take another piece of me
And it just might be enough to drag me under
Beneath the waves
Take another bite from this
Worthless corpse
Take another bite from me
And wait your turn
It just might be enough to drag me under
Take another bite from this
Worthless corpse
And it just might be enough to drag me under