Now it may sound absurd... [Hook] You learn once you Burn once too Can't consume the wounds No matter who f**ed you Malevolent sick diseased Dig deep and bleed I feel no pain A bitter art As we become damage imagery Stich the soul to isolate the hole Until you find the cut to sew up Live with your delusion My inclusion Fear of losing the illusion Forgetting we're victims Damage Imagery [1st Verse] I don't wanna be healed this time Open wounds Flesh untied Fresh on mind Traveling through my system Left unidentified With a string and a needle let's stitch him up He's a little mysterious Bring some evil hear it come You were just a b**h by blood I don't hate you it's in your nature Hangman here to hang ya Climbed so tall now you must fall Like gravity drop from off that major This isn't a business it's meeting your maker A deal with the devil you have to take care of Make sure that you're getting your money's worth Soul will burn get on my level and pump your fist up No matter the cost or the talk that is the wall you walk And you thought that you got what you want But that's where you're wrong Dark are the days ahead No longer the person I was when I got involved in this mess It's less and less and less Never ending unbefriending self expending moral bending Your flesh your end the next and then again Dark sector it's dark inside her Bbroke the stitches hole's wider No hope for an old timer Case closed you won't find him [Bridge] Thoughts inside me compromising Patronising, mystifying, antagonizing Your delusion My inclusion Fear of losing the illusion The point of view that you're not using Thoughts inside me compromising Patronising, mystifying, antagonizing Malevolent Masochistic World we live is fiction Forgetting we're victims Damage imagery [Hook] [2nd Verse] Our victim has finally woke up And noticed the world for him won't stop When he thinks about the hole It fills the soul Corrodes the heart It ought to be different it's awfully persistent He felt he was robbed of why he was living Dark was the vision not knowing its limits He struggled to all but close the incision Failure to stop the bloodflow Call it quits I imagine he should Futile cause Developed a complex and is damaged goods Picks at the scabs, scars Evidence their lives have their mark Irrelevant counterfeit dishonest yet belong They're all a part of him Taking them with us wherever we go Showing em off and letting them glow A bright red that lets the others around us know This is who I am and why it is no explanation needed Everything you think is but a dream it seems we're never reaching So we need to bring the stars closer to us and bridge the void Things are looking less illustrious Crawled underneath destroyed Nothingness all that there ever was Never too close for our lives would be lost and vanish Paradise falls with a memory sharing in blood Strangers to the damage [Hook]