Some special things

Let my thoughts freeze

Let me feel not

Wax on their face

What they hide behind

I should not be here

I should not be there

I should not be at all

If I am

What is then?

I go and seek

Go and seek

When you look in the trench

Can you see me die

Drilling my mind in yours

Take me up

Take me up



I jump through the mirror

I fall on the other side

Emptiness I remember

I feel so clean

I feel secure

A smile on my face



A nice shine

A personal lie



This person is coarse

Trembling within my corpse

Putting a hole in my mind

Glowing pain to find

Can you hear the refusal to grace

See the hook in his face



Can not stow the anger

Can not size the pain

It hurts so good

Relapsing into relapse