The Line

I am the line, I hold you near There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear You're in suspension, you know no love There is no story left to tell You have no wisdom to pass on I am the soul of absolution No man can hurt his own illusion My hands are crippled from the pain You are the splinter in my vein You put your head between your hands And understand nothing it is I feel the answers keep you scared I've put the harm inside myself I am the line, I hold you near There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear I am perfected, I know no void I have no conscience to keep clear I understand there's nothing more You try to kid yourself with questions Pleading in time for some correction I found you tied onto the cross Your judgement on your every thought You know my words all mean the same You've buried here to isolate Until this prison in your mind Well, you were born without a spine Where did you stop caring? Where did you stop caring? Where did you stop caring? Where did you stop caring?