Now
Welcome to my home and I'm mad
I can't draw out the past and I
Can't leave this vision out of my mind!
And fate,
And fate had taken her by the throat
I can't get her back and I've tried
To seek the salvation that I find so delectable to me!
So I have taken all the
Tools from my body and my brain
I carved a canvas for the blood that remains
When will you return to me?
MY GOD
Why can't we be?!
I've traveled through tunnel visions and
Slowly the tunnel gets colder
Colder, colder.
I rise!
I can't believe that you're gone
When will the pain
Stop haunting my life and blaming me
I fell too far to tell if I'm dead or alive
I can't look back on everything
Because your corpse is running for me
You like the thought of a fright
In "Layers of Fear" tonight!
I
Am driven by your cries
I tired through this broken foundation
To seek the broken lies
What's more
Is all the suffering in my head
Will take countless hours to recreate yet nothing
Steps in my way to creating works of art!
So I began to take
A dive into the deep
I couldn't turn back put my body to sleep
Relentless submission drove me to the brink
MY GOD
I've ran out of ink!
My art is now complete
Yet the "Layers of Fear" gets colder
Colder, colder.
I rise!
I can't believe that you're gone
When will the pain
Stop haunting my life and blaming me
I fell too far to tell if I'm dead or alive
I can't look back on everything
Because your corpse is running for me
You like the thought of a fright
In "Layers of Fear" tonight!
First I looked for a canvas
But not just any canvas
I needed a jar and a plastic tubing
I sucked on it until the blood filled my mouth
I needed to remove the flesh from the bone
It made for a lovely undercoat
I had a special brush
Like a horse hair brush but different
I needed something to add the final touches
I needed a finger
Finally someone had to bare witness
A critical eye on things
I gauged it out
Oh God
I felt like a monster
I traced your beauty but
The memories remain colder
Colder, colder
I rise!
I can't believe that you're gone
When will the pain
Stop haunting my life and blaming me
I fell too far to tell if I'm dead or alive
I can't look back on everything
Because your corpse is running for me
You like the thought of a fright
In "Layers of Fear" tonight!
Layers of Fear tonight.
