These frames come to life as familiar    As the blood curdling in the back of your throat   You're on your own   And this contempt for the plight of mankind, utterly worthless   I'll feel better once this is over   The last shot was a keeper   Make sure the makers stay in their place   And while I hide behind these walls, I'm safe   Two bags full of alleviate   One's grief resized to fit on the front card   Hallmark will have a season for it soon enough   You're all the same to me, and I wish I cared   This is the last time I will feel your heart fading and near   Remember the words inscribed on your chest   My final words to you   And with your last dying beat, utter them   All these torn from the radiant wounds of yours   Radiant   She's sleeping in the woods alone tonight