This Face Shows The Pain Static Portrait Tortured And Broke

I Tried To Paint It Right, But Cant Wash Away The Dirt Beneath My Eyes



All That I Could-forget This Childhood

That Has Left Me In This State Of Constant Regret

But Now I Know



The Death Of Innocence Is Wretched,

The Pain That It Brings Tears You Down



Sleep, Dream Of White, An Abstract Veil To Hide The Grey

Yet The Day, We Awake

We're Raped Of All Purity Become Out Of Stained



All That I Tried, To Look The Other Way

I Still Can Never Get Back This Grace

That's Buried Inside Me-now I Am



Don't You See Your Lie?

You Who Are As Impure As I



The Cleansing Touch So Quick So Taint

The Newborn Tastes Purity

The Blood Red Sun Melts Into Dust

The Clean Become Us From The Mud



Reveille! Reveille! So Long And So Proud

But Then You Fall So Far, So Hard

Before You Learn Existence Hurts