Intro:

Abesent in the things I've done for the real

revelations come to people so slow.

Frightening.

Won't stop now until their done,

peel their skin,

eaten underneath.

Rotten rotten.

Drowing in understanding.

Swallowed posion keeps them well.

Watching the other struggle through makes me grin.

Should I tell the mindless stumbling through

I have found it?

Watching all the things they've done this is real

when revolution comes from misguided hands.

Frightening.And in all the idiots I see,

thoughtless men casting doubts on me

Enlightening.

(chorus)

[Bridge]

They'll turn the vice once

and break your hand.Will it come back to you now.

Just like it never left?

Peel away their faith

their fears have led them towards a worse one.

See the way their minds have glazed

they're looking towards the worst one.