Like a wound that won't stop bleeding.
Crying eyes dead to the world,
No one sees what's behind the doors,
A dying fate
All the things you created in the world just to die there broken,
like a wound that won't stop bleeding,
Ripped apart, torn apart, reduced to nothing without a heart,
Torn apart, ripped apart, reduced to nothing without a heart,
Sacrificed breathing blood,
Something this painful tears a wound in flesh and bone,
For smiles to be painted in the blood of a million souls.