"And men, with his pride, had God created after His own image and likeness." Walk alone It leads us to despair The cuts on my arms, the constant cold Dipping the skin in a loving slime Remember where you come from Hope is a trap Blinding mist of illusions Hope is a trap Blinding mist of illusions Amen Bringing for a minute a glimpse of eternity That we would stretch over the whole time The cuts on my arms i scrape off the skin's crust The cuts on my arms i scrape off the skin's crust Is there something that shakes the Mirror? Remember where you come from Hope is a trap Blinding mist of illusions Hope is a trap Blinding mist of illusions Hope is a trap Blinding mist of illusions Hope is a trap Blinding mist of illusions Amen