I built it from my anger
In concession to your lies
Carved the names you gave our enemies
In hexagram design
Found the weakness of the structure
Locked its doors and stepped outside
Left the threshold crossed with brickdust for the spies
Now I won't close my eyes
I won't close my eyes
Called the names by which to charm them
Once with lust
And once with pride
Found the secrets left in angles
That their bodies cast in time
Loosed desire from the hunger
To release what is inside
Now there's a devil waiting for you to arrive
Heaven help you in your angel-winged disguise
Is it enough this time?
All clothed in stolen light.
And now it's mine. It's mine.
Were you there when I desired you?
Did you clothe yourself in night?
Kept your secrets locked in shadows
To protect them from the light.
Now my arms are tired of waiting
For the knowledge that you hide
Won't you save me from the things that you deny?
As i fall into a life lived close to knives
Is it enough this time?
All clothed in stolen light
Unbound from all your ties
Now this is mine. This is mine