I’ve still walked on a path
Since I lost your faith
And you, on my thorny scared forehead
Wrote in blood your sins

(Here I am, I’m back
Sketching a path full of lies
Here I bring you sorrow
All the fear and the pain bursting your eyes)

I’ve drawn it all again
I must be late (must be you)
You must be
Must be with me

For all the stuff I am
I must be late (must be you)
You must be
Must be with me

Forever I’m stained by you
Filthy but stronger I rose
(Life spins, don’t we know?
Nothing is gone)

I’ve drawn it all again
I must be late
You must be (must be you)
Must be with me

(Thus, indeed, must be me, must be with me)

(I blindly drew a way for your denial
Instead I reached dark places inside of my own
Now countless shades are leaking out from me
Creating this misformed being, both you and me)

Under each pore on me
Threatening remembrances
Devour my serenity
Gallons and gallons of
Melting mercy memories
Have flooded away my being

So hold me and lick my sweat to purify
All the taste of guilt I can’t afford but I can’t deny
Dragging burdens and misfortunes
Disposing of faceless cries and shattered shouts
I should not refuse (take this misery inside)

Being another but me
Being away but in me
For all we’ve shared

All the silence we had before
All the thereness we joined
Through the nights we’ve laid on
Entwined