Sacred Place

Ripping apart every mistake, sleeping wide awake

Can't even answer the call

Where do you think we are?

Helpless, alone, leaving holes to listen

For the voice in the wall

It seethes

Passion stillborn, too much shame to mourn

Tattered skin hits the floor

Where do you think we are?

It breathes

A cold tremble strikes when it speaks

"Where the fuck do you think we are?"

Gutting this sacred place to the studs

Cut down to my knees to beg for a flood

Tell me, where the fuck do you think we are?

Tell me, tell me

Delusion of belief

Window of doubt

What keeps me in and what keeps you out?

The floor we hope holds below our feet

Is hollow underneath

I saw the future shatter as my world reversed

Tried to put it back together, but it still won't work

Nothing brighter, nothing better, lock and key

Only one solution I can truly see

There's no room left for me

There's no room left for me

There's no room left for me

Just no room left

Paint the wall with my disgrace

No room left for me

Sacred place