And as I crawl through the sewer of life I feel the wall growing shards like a knife No time to think as the suffering begins The icy hand holds me close to the edge I feel the wind as I'm pushed off the ledge I know my mind will forever be enslaved I don't really want to see I don't I don't really want to know I don't Before the sun kills my life and my soul I travel down to the depths of my hole I feel the breath of the world begin to change I don't really want to see I don't I don't really want to know I don't I take the mud and the sand and the dirt Rip off my skin before I feel the hurt I turn to you as I watch your face explode The more I know the more it kills me The more I know the more it kills me The more I know the more it kills me The more I know the more it kills me