In this image you're standing so flawless so utterly perfect   Yet something is wrong that cannot be placed   A weapon are your words preaching to convert   The very ones that you claim to be trying to save   Passing judgement a blanket statement   Encompassing nothing exacting the strictest of penalty   If your will wasn't flawed would you be overcome by your pain   And is this bleeding ulcer still you faith   A token gesture a bloodless clot   Dragged underneath the swallowing ocean   Failed apparatus delaying the inevitable   The end of your world begins with your next breath   Will the weight of your soul drag it all   Down into the wasteland of the sky   Funeral pyres seeding the whole of the universe   Constantly breeding this arson   Coward accept your own judgement and take a step forward   Volunteering for the end   With this breath turn regret into bliss   And let the world fade away into decay   A token gesture a bloodless clot   Dragged underneath the swallowing ocean   Failed apparatus embrace the end