Could you define reality?
Will you ever find the vice your searching for?
Would you trust in perfect clarity?
Do you despise the purity you can't take in?
Can you break the shell you cast around your soul?
Can you accept your share of pain?
Are you lonely again after all you gave?
And as the guilty separate
Do you know just what it is you cannot say?
Can you see all those that want to let you in?
Will you throw away the ambiguity?
Can you break the shell you cast around your soul?