I found freedom
Losing all hope was freedom
Self improve or self destruct
Right in your face but not visible
The tip of your tongue, but you can't taste
Grotesque distortions, dark cyclones
Virtual abattoir, sadist's womb
A host to parasites every day and night
The need for something more out of life
Lost in oblivion dark and silent
A fear you cannot smell or taste
The endless trance, the muffled cries
I await my second birth
The secret webs of emotion
Spin the threads of self-rejection
The secret webs of emotion
Safety net for all our pain
Castrate the mental wreckage
Waste is a thief
No antidote for anger
Sew the seeds you reap
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I found freedom
Losing all hope was freedom
Self improve or self destruct
Right in your face but not visible
The tip of your tongue, but you can't taste
Grotesque distortions, dark cyclones
Virtual abattoir, sadist's womb
A host to parasites every day and night
The need for something more out of life
Lost in oblivion dark and silent
A fear you cannot smell or taste
The endless trance, the muffled cries
I await my second birth
The secret webs of emotion
Spin the threads of self-rejection
The secret webs of emotion
Safety net for all our pain
Castrate the mental wreckage
Waste is a thief
No antidote for anger
Sew the seeds you reap
Losing all hope was freedom
Self improve or self destruct
Right in your face but not visible
The tip of your tongue, but you can't taste
Grotesque distortions, dark cyclones
Virtual abattoir, sadist's womb
A host to parasites every day and night
The need for something more out of life
Lost in oblivion dark and silent
A fear you cannot smell or taste
The endless trance, the muffled cries
I await my second birth
The secret webs of emotion
Spin the threads of self-rejection
The secret webs of emotion
Safety net for all our pain
Castrate the mental wreckage
Waste is a thief
No antidote for anger
Sew the seeds you reap
Writer: SHANE THOMAS EMBURY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC