If I fall, will you follow?
For I amÂ…downÂ…
If you fall, I will follow,
Cause I am a part of you

My wounds will bleed,
From yourÂ…cutting words.
Your skin is the voidÂ…a sanctum of wreckage

My wounds still bleed,
From yourÂ…cutting words.
Your skin is the voidÂ…a sanctum, for my wreckage.

Enlightment is for martyrs
And youÂ’ve built me a monument of light
A false beacon, where IÂ’ll wreak my ship.

The wise sometimes from wisdom ways depart
Rejection regains its wounds