Whisper something to me so I can hear your voice
I'm pushing you away, my will be done, it is my choice
You sing to me in inky black with tendrils flailing wildly
Yet I remain in solid stone, no force on earth can move me
Why does it seem that all is slipping further from me?
I build and build and reaching up my arms cannot reach anything
Give me something, anything, why is it bleak and barren?
Don't I deserve the world after building, building, building, building?
You dangle happiness before me yet keep it out of reach
My well is dry and still I try to fill it up I seek and seek and seek
Nothing lasts except the empty swallowing my soul
But I will rise above this world and I will fill my holes
My heart and soul belong to me
I am my own, my own, my own
My heart and soul belong to me
I am my own, my own, my own
I am a fire, I eat the world and defecate the shell
I am a fire, I eat the world and defecate the shell
I am a fire, I eat the world and defecate the shell
I am a fire, I eat the world, defecate the shell
Defecate the shell, I defecate