When the shadows came alive again The ghosts remained my only friends and the flames I thought would cleanse me were just a means to end The visions of my agony were a self-fulfilling prophecy I can see the future but it keeps blinding me I will never make it home I always hoped I'd die alone but I never quite believed that I'd reap the seeds I'd sown I played the damnation game Too happy with what I became I keep myself within these walls to hide from all your shame So I turned my back again and washed the blood off of my hands The vicious circle begins anew but I don't think I can As a revolting symphony plays for unused sympathy I wonder how easy it must be for you to thrive on your pity I can see it coming down If the future is the consequence of our past Then why are we so afraid Do we fear that nothing can be saved From all the suffering we've laid A tortured soul of joy denied Don't you see all you ever do is cry and ask unto the world "Who have suffered more than I?" Though you find time to complain You remain pa**ive just the same I guess no one has told you Tears won't bring you change Know your disa**ociation with your own contamination will only lead you further into your degeneration When the shadows came alive again The ghosts remained my only friends and the flames I thought would cleanse me were just a means to end Know your disa**ociation with your own contamination will only lead you further into your degeneration