Way down to heaven
your needless resource
Is a forecast of [bad word] and dismay
Cast into mirrors
An ambush on its course
You are blemish, frailty and decay
Will I get at something
Will I ever [bad word] Build by dust - born to slave away
Taste an angel's life's blood
So pure and bitter seet
Buil of nothing - born to decay

Deep in my mind there rests the ghost
Of an innocent soul
Capped by darkness and dismay
Out of these depths
I slay so [bad word] and so confident
Will I ever be set free
Lust prevails my temper
Endless rapture turns to grief
silent scream which fraudulent arises
Without shelter, your wounds lead me to lambency
Spouts [bad word] above your lies
Step by step, piece by piece
Cut by cut - we reach the end together

[Repeat [bad word] 

Take this cloak from me - your offer I will not embrace
failure once for me - not to be driven into hate
Will I ever be set free
Will I ever [bad word] Will I ever be set free
Will I, can I, ever [bad word] 

[Repeat [bad word]  [bad word] set me free