Tempter inside of me Pulling my heart strings Creator, recreate Creator, recreate Cover your eyes this wont be (this won't be) a pretty site Cover your eyes this wont be (this won't be) a pretty site I mistake myself, for a machine I mistake myself, for a machine Teach me. how to breathe Against the odds What now lives inside of me Consumes what is left Of my, mind I have left my soul on the floor It's liquefied I am draining (Cover your eyes this wont be a pretty site) Cover your eyes this wont be (this won't be) a pretty site Cover your eyes this wont be (this won't be) a pretty site Dear sinner, my savior. dear sinner you're dead and gone It's over you're meant to stay away. You're dead and gone So take my wrongs away, I'll find my right of way.