Lyrics:

I need a miracle to conquer this endeavor
The imagery of song to portray the routine of life
Maybe I'm neurotic, or just wrong in general
Maybe I should concede and put out the fi-re

Can you feel this uproar?
Festering desire in my thoughts?
I can promise you one thing:
I will haunt you til you die
Can you feel this uproar?
Festering desire in my thoughts?
I can promise you one thing:
I will hunt you til you die

In absence of your favor I would rather choose death
Though I'd prefer it would be executed only by you
No legacy, fall short of understanding
Maybe I should concede and put out the fii-rrre


I want you to bleed me of my misery
Drained, bled dry; hung up for all to see