tear to shed my soul,
To bleed out my divinity I search for,
Holding the spine of God,
My sour sedation pulled them away.

So many things left unsaid, my brightside faded away,
Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold, 
We used to play devotion but I see your face, 
It's not divinity. 

Godkiller, 
Mindcleaner,
The shallower I, the more I sink, 
And I will [bad word] away this time. 

So many things left unsaid my brightside faded away,
Less than zero a shade apart from what I feel, cold.