A sickening display, a scar for every line

The beauty and the pain of total agony

These lacerations, the stench of slow decay

It desecrates, making beautiful profane

A tragedy the suffering of loss that separates

A fragile soul from its remains



Lay down and you'll suffer

Would you die for your affliction?

Held down, now you'll suffer

Would you kill for what destroys you?



They pick at the remains

The dead in perfect lines

The beauty and the pain of total agony

These lacerations, the stench of slow decay

It desecrates, making beautiful profane

A tragedy the suffering of loss that separates

A fragile soul from its remains



Lay down and you'll suffer

Would you die for your affliction? Held down, now you'll suffer

Would you kill for what destroys you? In darkness I close my eyes

A prayer to ease the pain

In silence I realize

The darkness will always



Lay down and you'll suffer

Would you die for your affliction?

Held down, now you'll suffer

Would you kill for what destroys you?