[Intro]
I'm not the protagonist of a novel or anything
I'm a *inaudible* who likes to read
Like you could find anywhere
But... if, for argument's sake
You were to write a story with me in the lead role
It would certainly be
A tragedy
[Bridge 1]
This
World
Is
Wrong
(Simultaneously)
I
Am
A
Ghoul
[Verse 1]
Why are you hiding it?
Why keep denying it?
My mind is violent
I have been siphoning
Look what it did to me
Put me in places I wouldn't pretend to be
Centipede
Don't act like my chapter is over
I'm trying to maintain and capture composure
Collapse at the fact that my facets are farces
I'm forced to contort to the hardest compartents
Partially pardoned
They wait for my pa**ing
Examing close while I'm closing the caption
Patrolling my soul
While I slumber
I wonder what sort of control I am under
I'm numbered
It's time that I figure me out
Directly addressing the enemy now
Compression repressing my symphony
Sounds selected for lessons that give me a route
Visit my past just to pattern my future
I think that I've had it
My fabric is sutured
And tattered
I'm ready to face what I knew that I needed
I see it, I cleave it, I eat it
Now take a look at The Black Reaper
Result of awakening a heavy sleeper
Slip off my scopes and proceed to collapse
Silently, the finger cracks
[Bridge 2]
I led me by the hand
As if to fill the niches in the memories
In my oozing brain fluid
Without even a destination
We kept walking
Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky
I already know what will happen to me
The next time I wake up
I've had enough with dreaming
[Verse 2]
Backed in a corner
I'm forced to resort to restoring the order inside
The irony thickens, my blinders are lifted
Rewind and I tore at my eyes
Back to the side I belong
I'm not surprised if survival is gone
Out of the window
The odds against me close to ten fold