I am cursed I sew my eyes shut just to sleep. We're caught in all the webs we weave No sonnet for the recently deceased. They lie awake just to hear you scream Now what have I become? It's more black in my heart. Than the ice in your lungs. Hail elegance

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

Heaven knows, heaven knows Look at what we have become Empty hearts that spare no one Save yourself, my darling Kill the love that's dying We're forever changing There's no way to save us Just be gone by morning After all is said and done

There is no pain you are receding You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying I have become comfortably numb Hello? Hello? Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home?

The feelings I once felt are now dead and gone I've waited here for you for so very long I’ve waited here for you, so long Erase what was Stillborn, I have become Just a shell of a man Stillborn, this I understand

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

This is what I am This is what I have become What is love without sacrifice My tears hold no weight If my commitment is only failure Each day I am born again to be A child in the eyes of love Repeating yesterday Drain me of my very last essence To form

There is no pain you are receding You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying I have become comfortably numb Hello? Hello? Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home?

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

What have we become? A farewell to arms I'll wave this flag of white So the avenged see the light We'll pay for closed eyes Before genocide Can you hear the cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills