Oh, little figures that toil under weather and sun

Your backbreaking labor is earning you nothing but hopes undone

Here nothing is sacred; what pride there is left will not hold

The price of your failure is shown in the trinkets that weigh you down



I'm swimming in obscenity that gives me not one second's peace

Mirror all my faults and flaws, crack jokes at all that I'm made of

Weeping in our restless sleep, we're dreaming of lucidity and peace



All good withers and dies

We seized it all, only to let go

The empty winners drowning in the flow

We are all forlorn



Riddle is solving itself as I kneel and devour

The strength of the terror will never relieve you of crawling on

Small voices are prying at secrets I don't want to share

Pathetic and sweet, all remorse is cut off with the leech that bleeds me



All good withers and dies in our hands

We seized it all, only to let go 

The empty sinners drowning in the flow



I'm swimming in obscenity that gives me not one second's peace

Mirror all my faults and flaws, crack jokes at all that I'm made of

The silent heartstone at my feet: we're gagged and bound and incomplete

Nothing holds in what we are, our filth and greed has come too far

The great deceit, the greater made by truth well hid in words and shades

Ten letters on my stony bed to witness every mouthful fed

'Cause I am the one who will rip you apart

So die