Thornhill - Temperer lyrics

The other side of the lens Emperor of envy A broken temple of hate Manipulation In a pulsating neon state Out of sight On rotation Buried in mental expectation Lay me down Lay me down gently (It’s in the back of my eyes, it’s in the back of my mind) Shallow hands Staring cold Frequent eyes I was never told Open heights Fearing wake The less I give the less you’ll take