Knuckles white, hear them crack I should never like what isn't mine Now I'm suffering subliminal attacks The uncontrollable anger, pa**ion left far behind To help with luck, love, d** and lust Desensitizing thoughts of Christ No repentance, feel no remorse That there's no yearning for life, can't understand what it's worth Now I'm supposed to be calm But I, I just want to break things Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied it's dead? Are you satisfied? Satisfied we're finally dead Left us breathing in fumes (bleeding) And breathing in fumes (bleeding) In the backwash of your abuse Are you satisfied it's dead? No one else knows what's inside your head And the victims once were all on your side But no one's left Now they're buried and dead (bleeding) And breathing in fumes (bleeding) And breathing in fumes (bleeding) And breathing in fumes Never ask me to beg Shouldn't want me to lie I'm venomous What could you want from this now?... Do you know what it's like to sleep When you're frightened of the things you find Left hidden in the dark subconscience Of your stark-raving lunatic mind Hold tight, these shattered pictures The cuts are deep, our smiling faces still bleed I broke them all (Bleeding) All the noise infiltrates my spirit, wants out, Don't let go, live and breathe energy, Cut throat-action dissolves inhibition, k** silence to no end, And when you fall before the gates of God And rear an ugly head, an infant holocaustrophobia Pour it down my throat... Pour it down my throat and k**, you want to... k**