Way down to heaven
Your needless resource
It's 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] 
Built by dust, born to slave away

Taste an angel’s life blood
So pure and bitter sweet
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

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

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] 

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
Be set free [bad word] set me free
Set me free