Four Cubits of Wormed Dirt Video (MV)

Like a splinter in my eye
This constant source of irritation
That some called life
Leads me to greater resignation
Do I still try?
The compulsion's there
So I'll just keep digging

Standing far too close to the flames
Trying not to fan them
A marionette with garrote strings
Pulsing with your voice's cadence

For one regret, I'm simply torn
My only regret was being born

Cast out and castigated
My caste is at your feet
Clamped down and reprobated
I'd rather growl than have to bleat
I hope that you see
All of you die with me

For just one regret, I'm simply torn
My only regret was being born
For one regret, I'm simply torn
My only regret was being born