The silent pain has come alive
The quiet shame is crawling
The tyrant's name is genocide
The violent game is calling me…

Painting madness… chained in sadness

The canvas aches for my design
The script is waiting for me
It vanishes, it stains my eyes
It's lost inside my story…

I blame you in all of my vice
I blame you in all of my sacrifice
Cutting out the darkness and the light

Painting madness… chained in sadness

Confrontation… separation
Transformation… liberation

The violent game is calling me…

Fascination with our lacerations
In our sacrifice and lamentations
After all is lost and all is taken
All the scars are mine, once forsaken

By my own design…

Cut into a thousand pieces of christ

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