God this must... must be for certain if you are here! Raise my world, an ossuary; staring through the gate, wide-eyed! Did you think I'd salivate and beg...? Don't sell me tones of liberation, standing in a cage. May you find that In this sinister lapse, we'll heal our sight. Save your tears, my child! Take it. Hold it. Keep it. Know we choose this suffering... There they stand, straining to scrutinize the sage! String me up; these soap-box augers, Seeking out the ways divined! Here from the citadel, it's claimed Serpents waiting in the shadows keep us from the dream. May you find that In this sinister lapse, we'll heal our sight. Save your tears, my child! Take it. Hold it. Keep it. Know we choose this suffering... I pushed the button, and I pulled the trigger. I killed our brothers, and murdered our sisters. I am the pattern, the plague, and the prison, And I tore the wound and let it bleed!!! May you find that In this sinister lapse, we'll heal our sight. Save your tears, my child! Take it. Hold it. Keep it. Know we chose this suffering, and we are not alone...