Divided we stand
 Knucklescraping pain
 Unlocked and insecure
 To be all open wounds

 Down there I see you
 No no, further
 Feebly twinkling
 Stellar filth
 Redeemers wacked up like suicide

 I'm out of my cage
 no time for scars now (I'm being fed)
 Brigades of contempt
 Maximus Lord of Lies

 Curling up
 for (the) ironic residue
 Feebly twinkling
 Stellar filth

 How many hasn't cursed the wall ...
 How many hasn't cursed the wall ?!