[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