I'm the boy in the corner   Crucified, spit running into my eyes   As the sound of your laughter teaches me how to hate you   Every whole that you carve bleeds me empty and cold      Behind this mask of silence   The watcher waits, wrapped in a sleeping fire   After all you have taken only one thing I can give you   From the holes that you carved some-thing's coming to crawl      I am reborn   Here I am God   Stand and be judged...or will you run      I've been waiting, contemplating   Building a web in which I am no longer the fly   All this bleeding, burning, yearning   Turning me into this thing that I've become      Swallowed screams choked by tape bound here in the dark   My will and my way-you are only the start      I'm drifting through a waking dream   Blood congealing on the floor   The pendulum swings again   Won't you save me, call my name      Beware the boy in the corner   Watching you, wrapped in a sleeping fire   After all that you've taken, only one thing he can give you   From the holes that you carved some-thing's coming to crawl      Free falling through a waking dream   Blood congealing on the floor   No answer from above   Blood congealing on the floor