It was that kind of sadness that made you sick
A disease of disaster developing within
But this was the kind where your stomach feels barren
Choking on everything but the air breathed in

A dry-heaving war between the lungs and the heart
A force of a thousand men tearing you apart
The pressure, within, goes all to your head
Where reason is madness, like the evil man said

But there was no reason, no reason at all
And they ask and you say, "Well, nothing I recall."
There is nothing worse than nothing, nothing at all
For the cure sits beside you but your reach is too small

once you know the truth there is no going back
you cannot unsee it
there is no longer a choice to stay oblivious to the unknown

all these answers you search for cannot be found for a reason
watch the show
stay in front of the curtains

don't look behind
for ignorance is bliss
and wisdom is prison

I was selfless person
Afflicting all the pain and anger I felt towards others onto myself
But the scars, they cover my body
All of spaces filled up
No more room for the lies, the screams, or the fights

Before, I was at fault
But now I see
And we're not kids anymore
I have nothing to lose
And now I can choose

i can't explain what happened
the air above blackened
where people fell and flattened
the crunch of bones imagined

i can't describe the sound
when the Son of Satan crowned
the cheers and laughter abound
the noise of protest drowned

i can't describe the sight
when Satan's tribe did smite
the Son of God in white
just as John did write

i can't describe the smell
of those in locked up cells
their heads and arms they fell
refusing to go to hell

i can't describe the taste
of all the human waste
bodies all defaced
none of them were traced

i can't describe the feel
to see the weak kneel
the touch of burning steel
the real Achille's Heel

I have no face or name
No family to blame
No friends of flesh
No heart in my chest

I have no age or date of birth
With all this, you'd think I'm cursed
But no fear comes of what I do
For I have nothing I can lose