You are some kind of ghost and you stole my place This knife stuck in my back is there to stay Heaven knows that you are hidden from the world You'll always try to walk away from these darker things Your life, shattered and frail, is in this keep Know that, chosen or not, your debt is steep Heaven knows that you are hidden from the world You'll always try to walk away from these darker things
Never mind my poison words. Never mind my twisted face You'll move on from this world, claiming hate as your fate I am a ghost drowning in this wake My veins are cold in this sea of hate Heaven knows that you are hidden from the world You'll always try to walk away from these darker things