I imitate my shadow It wears me as skin It walks the earth And I am its stain
I stare into heaven while I'm dying in hell Plastic and translucent like the lies that I tell Razors cut away the pain of this life One stroke of the brush paints my macabre delight
All that I touch is tragedy See the blood on my hands All that I feel is agony Peel away all the scabs
My soul is the grounds Where the insects breed The pain has gone numb Although I still bleed