Nine portraits painted
Nearly complete
These hands are tainted
Echoes repeat
Our bones are broken
Reflect my mind
These thoughts unspoken
Rot from inside
Shatter, shatter, shatter
Into fragments
Scatter, scatter, scatter
all the pieces
Bury, bury, bury
We're all corpses
I'll shine when
I'm six feet under
Shatter, shatter, shatter
Into fragments
Scatter, scatter, scatter
all the pieces
Bury, bury, bury
We're all corpses
I'll shine when
I'm six feet under
Light hits the surface
I see the end
Nothing will hurt us
Our hands defend
Glass shards slice open
My paper skin
My cuts will show them
That they can't win
Shatter, shatter, shatter
Into fragments
Scatter, scatter, scatter
all the pieces
Bury, bury, bury
We're all corpses
I'll shine when
I'm six feet under
Shatter, shatter, shatter
Into fragments
Scatter, scatter, scatter
all the pieces
Bury, bury, bury
We're all corpses
I'll shine when
I'm six feet under