In this image you're standing so flawless so utterly perfect

Yet something is wrong that cannot be placed

A weapon are your words preaching to convert

The very ones that you claim to be trying to save

Passing judgement a blanket statement

Encompassing nothing exacting the strictest of penalty

If your will wasn't flawed would you be overcome by your pain

And is this bleeding ulcer still you faith

A token gesture a bloodless clot

Dragged underneath the swallowing ocean

Failed apparatus delaying the inevitable

The end of your world begins with your next breath

Will the weight of your soul drag it all

Down into the wasteland of the sky

Funeral pyres seeding the whole of the universe

Constantly breeding this arson

Coward accept your own judgement and take a step forward

Volunteering for the end

With this breath turn regret into bliss

And let the world fade away into decay

A token gesture a bloodless clot

Dragged underneath the swallowing ocean

Failed apparatus embrace the end