After all this time This uncertainty exists This emptiness I shelter Becomes my consciousness A feeling leaping from my gut Till the tip of my tongue That I will never comprehend My lack of bliss Paint me a picture of my existence In a tainted form of black A piece of art Representing the unforgiving loathing me And soon you will see Nothing more than an unremitting disaster Is all that I 'll ever be So mold me with your gentle hands And instill me with a sense of defeat I 'm begging you to let me fall To see this vessel shatter A long-awaited feeling that Life flows out of me It left a mark on me I had never expected A feeling leaping from my gut Till the tip of my tongue That I will never comprehend My lack of bliss After all this time This uncertainty exists This emptiness I shelter Becomes my consciousness Sometimes I wonder If I will ever feel whole again Before I wither away Paint me a picture of my existence In a tainted form of black A piece of art Representing the unforgiving loathing me And soon you will see Nothing more than an unremitting disaster Is all that I 'll ever be Sculpture me In the purest form of white Grand me the gift to see That this pain will never Let me be It left a mark on me I had never expected It left a mark on me I had never expected This emptiness Becomes my consciousness