Forever hiding behind the walls of abject design, [bad word] of judgment that withered in time.
If only you had seen the things you chose not to see,
There would be no division between you and me. Uh.

You hang your head at the altar now?
There is no grace at the end of a lie. (You're a lie).
Your hollow words could never win forgiveness in the sky.
Your broken wings will never fly.

Listen!
Arrogance, or just afraid? It wouldn't make a difference if we saw the same.
If only you saw in brighter shades of gray like me. Now it's too [bad word] late.
Now when you open your eyes, there seems to be no light.

Your life isn't anything, when your only friends are your enemies.
Posing as a king won't fill an empty fate.
Now I watch as everything [bad word] at the sight of reality, when you realize your mistakes.

The price we pay for a makeshift home. Another fallen disguise.
The [bad word] has been exposed. The [bad word] has been exposed.
At the end of it all, you've always been alone. Euh...

They feed off misery to build a makeshift home.
The walls go up with every hurtful word they've told.
In the end they'll realize they've always been alone.
The walls are falling in upon their empty souls.

There will be no forgiveness.
Your God is turning away.

You twist your tongue just like a marionette,
But you can't hide behind the lies that you've kept.
We can see straight through you, as the [bad [bad word] towards you.
Stalking and lurking, it's yearning find you.

It's yearning. It's yearning.