Across the floor in the hand of where we drove the drill; a cautious ear to the mouth of your confession.
Think of all the things we put him through; in the face of his God would he tell the truth?
Still recorded were the words that dribbled out his kiss; when eyes go blind in this man of what could once become.
Sever the limbs off his torso in sleep and burn what remains, so the world may now see, no longer will we wait for your answers; back to the hell where you've come from.
Think of all the times you've once had, write them in a letter that says goodbye...
You'll listen to reason while you're face down in the dirt, you'll stomach the hurt and break for him here; just how much he's worth.
Slowly discarded were the remains of his lonely youth; among the alley where the dwellers scare to notice.
Picture a young boy in pieces in streets with leveled malfunctions, no name to be called redeemer. I'll fix him, restore him, with the love, if no other.
Think of all the things you did before, write them in a letter that says reborn...
Following you across the interstate walking away... I'll fire on!
On the wrong way out, on the causeway to Neverwhere.
Dear my friends, in the time we spent, forever after beyond this, when will our nightmare ever end?
Pull the trigger and the nightmare stops... forever you will, forever you will learn...