We are all summoned to the summits of woe
Identities disembodied on serrated slopes
Ascend and abstain these monuments of finite life
Dark paths reach out and then divide
While crippled refusals increase in size
Ill-knotted and tied to pain
Beyond your peace of mind
(Your peace of mind)
You were born to be boundless
Built without retaining walls
Thrust into this gaping life
Smothered with a thousand grains of salt
Fear of existence
Near death surrender of soul
Old wounds re-crimson
In silent sorrow...
The re-crimsoning
In fear of existence
Old wounds are re-crimsoning
Re-crimsoning
[Leads Joey/Taylor]
Your pains will peak while old wounds mend
Into ascending flesh embossed with scars so red
Each halted moment in fear of...
Crushed into a blizzard of dust
You were born to be boundless
Built without restraining walls
Thrust into this gaping life
Sealed with a thousand grains of salt
Fear of existence
Near death surrender of soul
Old wounds re-crimson
In silent scarification now
Fear of existence
old wounds re-crimson
