Try, seeker, try 
To find this path of mine 
I weave a simple line 
Take care to watch my flight 

Place your fingers here to guide me 
Guide me under 

One must lead the other 

See, the way I bring 
Can change easily 
The end knows those [bad word] 
But each [bad word] 
Away with us 

Place your fingers here to guide me 
Guide me under 

One must lead the other 

Walk here softly through this door or never 
Follow me into my sanctum 

There are no words, so watch as I 
Strip away layers, I strive to find paces 
I reel from each image, a product of loss 
Bearing away my wholeness, fooled by my own 
hands 
Offer a useless notion to satisfy demands 
Paint me again so deeply 
Illusions from within 
Make me a tragic canvas 
For the dye inside my skin 

Sorry you never asked me 
Sorry you never tried 
Grief you hold so shallow will pass away in time 
Shards of my identity 
Scattered here upon the ground 
Fragments of a tragedy 
Dig in coarse to bring me down 
Kneeling in my agony 
Reaching in to pick them out 
Holding on so desperately 
'Til they cut inside and drown 
In this prison of my misery 
In the vessel of my doubt 
In the court of endless suffering 
In the hall where I am bound 
To these servants of a history 
As they circle all around 
They stand in their delight 
I lay my hands upon these wounds and cry in empty 
ridicule 
Broken words and 
Hollow [bad word] 
I've crept inside a sorrowful embrace 
 [bad word] embrace 

Await my claim 
So stay away 
Stay away 
Away (repeated)