Curses, ills, chimeras, ruins
They will find the way home
Black diamonds, icy shit
Is the way I shine among you
Dim light, obscure curtains
There's no prism to see what I see
There's no guts to feel what I feel

Someday I will dig a hole, I'll do it for you
Sometimes, I'll dig it deeper, to see you through
Machines black as death to break the earth
Engines of hate to burn and tear
There's no ground between me and you
We're close but in danger

Music, to rid the sadness out of me
Music, not to forget it's still there
I need a needle to appease my heart
I need a little pain to carry on living!

A bottle, and a couple of friends
Silly gambles and slithy wit
Sex and alcohol burn together in a game
Beauty fades and falls out of the frame

When heads turn to look at the fire
Wood crackles and disappears
A gothic shadow comes and sits at the table
A screw turns somewhere in the middle
Life goes on but who's turn is it?

Someday I will dig a hole, I'll do it for you
Sometimes, I'll dig it deeper, to see you through
Machines black as death to break the earth
Engines of hate to burn and tear
There's no ground between me and you

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