Fear, life with interrogation  Sorrow, is not the way to fight it  Weakness, is not a virtue  Shut out, the darkness lets the light in    Waste, the vast human objective  Statements, ambiguous decision  Mask, what is making you unique  Search, for what can kill the time you leak    What if the world stopped turning?  What if the stars stopped burning?  Would you blame that on me or would you let it go?  I know my vices, tell me what I don't know, elude    Shame, as it unfold the story  Frugal, the hidden sanctuary  Wind, the clock before it will stop  Stained, those memories that were lost    I'm sick of all your protest  I'm done with telling all these lies  Complete the circuit that's interfering with my life  The resurrection is the dark angelic form of life  I'm claustrophobic from  The truth that always seems to die