Your world is dissolving
The ladders all denied
The moves heading nowhere
And the frontiers of your life
Crashing like a white star
Crashing like a bird
Driving back to sickness
Driving back in dirt [bad word] hard in your chambers [bad word] hard in your nights
Corroding's religion
And the terror from inside [bad word] hard in your defense [bad word] hard in your worst
The efforts of decisions
And the tortures of your curse [bad word] hard in your chambers [bad word] hard in your nights
Corroding's religion
And the terror from inside
And agony must be there
The lies that you adored
The flashbacks from a future
And the stumbling in your walk
You bare from the top out
And suffer quietly
The bargains from a sick turn
For you undoubtedly
Crashing like a white star
Crashing like a bird
Driving back to sickness
Driving back in dirt