Feel some pressure An undistinguished knot of waste Rising in your chest The man laid open, a soul to test, is this your last breath? Cry, we have come too far... Lonely sunrise, climbing into the sky, Only to sleep... We walk alone Alone exposed to just blood and bone Scouring graveyards An empty Ritual for the hordes In search of ourselves Like complicated insects will We discover strangers When all drops silent A grave where no light gets in The world resents it When all is placid A tranquil place in time Our Earth shattered We ain't getting by... Dusted twilight, spilling into moonlight All our lives we're waiting to die Open up your eyes The sleeping eyes of time pa**ed by Never to realize What might have been sin or doubt Coming from the riverside The side that's dried and petrified Are screams of MERCY... Why mercy's expected is beyond the point of points Of points.... Of points.... IN FEAR OF THE RIVER We trample under a billion stars And vines that wind over the houses And past the trees Smothering everything...