This is the last time I will [bad word] The eyes of a million 
follow each step I take walking further into [bad word] The weak and willing wither under the weight of their own restraint
We hold an ideal of the way it's supposed to be

Every motion creates a canyon left empty
Slowly the path begins to [bad word] and split
 [bad word] lurks 
Waiting to fill the void
While the other motions 
Grief and iridescent light

sense of knowing and divide, 
This is a choice in which we all relate
sense of knowing and divide
Grief and iridescent light
This is a choice make up your mind

Following step by step 
in each of our lives
Eyes always following and 
watching speaking tongues unknown
Following step by step I go
Following step by step I go

It's torn away when I try to hold on

I grab the end of my senses, 
dragging them to reality
And as I see who I am now 
this is the path to being free

This is the last time I will [bad word] The eyes of a million 
follow each step I take walking further into [bad word] The weak and willing wither under the weight
We hold an ideal of the way it's supposed to be
Seemingly perfect like a [bad word] of dots

Following step by step in each of our lives
Eyes always following and watching speaking tongues unknown
Following step by step I go