I am not here. Body's out of time.
But I'm still here. They took my flesh and not my mind.
Head to fingers, so divisive, to which part am I submissive?
Something's missing but I don't miss it much
Sedentary. I can't tell if I'm alive.
Bodies beg me, leave yourself and make your tithe.
Peace comes through it's own rejection
Use your weakness as protection
Everlasting vivisection helps me
Live in between consciousness and where it ends
The humming of ions is my one and only friend
I travel through circuits of corrupted electricity
The world of not quite darkness is not enough
But it's enough for me
Watch them sleeping, unaware of their decay
Organs weeping, cry themselves to death someday
Each new moment is a sight where
You dreams self-fulfilling nightmares
Visions of your crown of white hair come
No use changing. It was always going to be this way.
In the twilight all the damned can do is pray.
Slaughter me, Archangel Michael
Purge me from this endless cycle
Sacrifice my likeness like a lamb's
Live in between consciousness and where it ends
The humming of ions is my one and only friend
I travel through circuits of corrupted electricity
The world of not quite darkness is not enough
But it's enough for me