Basting pieces, de-skinning my bones
Wading through old blood and stains
Restructuring the crime to reach the end of the line
There's nothing left to curse
Tearing my wounds in vain
When seeking for myself in pain
Fading into a brand new day
Godless dreams breeds a hopeless wake
Scarring these old wounds again
Preparing my demise yet expecting reprise
There's nothing left to curse
Tearing my wounds in vain
When seeking for myself in pain