You know you're alone
When you see sacred apathy
Thwarted down like a psychopathic enemy
Stained glass and walls
Depict the final fall
You hit the f*cking the stall
Fear, a voice I hear in the form of hate
Its only emptiness that I try to exaggerate
Death, it seems to call just to end it all
I hit the f*cking wall (I hit the f*cking wall)
That looms above us all
It hangs like a piece of art
My minds final fall
History never told of my demise
Creeping up like old, perverted eyes
My virgin mind, that lying bitch
Reassured, Never knew it would come to this
Fear, a voice I hear in the form of hate
Its only emptiness that I try to exaggerate
Death, it seems to call just to end it all
I hit the f*cking wall
I hit the f*cking wall
That looms above us all
It hangs like a piece of art
My minds final fall