The man drifting seeks poison and promise A threat to all, mostly to himself Hearing voices from the great beyond Now only he can dig himself out Eyes red, wrists cut Reaching out but not from heaven Soul black, head fucked Hell's existence isn't numb You can't keep him from the bottom Where the dwelling begins Once capable and caring Now in peril's seductive grip His mournful cries are pitiful Sung to a dying sky with no stars Now his letter's kept inside a flame Those who read only know the burning Eyes red, wrists cut Reaching out but not from heaven Soul black, heart fucked Hell's existence isn't numb Mouth sewn, hands bound But do you cease the torment Skin cold, failed unknown Scream until the blood fills your lungs Yeah, now you're a threat But only to yourself Yeah, now you're a threat To your own tomorrow All your words became... All your words became... All your words became... Untruth