There's no running from God
You could tell me I'm wrong
You can tell that I'm flawed, for his will be done
I live the day, I see the remedy for the pain
But locked away it hides behind a gallery of wanting eyes
Sheer noise, vibrations
Rattling inside my mind
Darkness of 1000 suns
Deliver me from what I've done
Don't hesitate
Erected, imperfect, afflicted
Save it, make me perfect
Erected, imperfect, afflicted
Save it, make me perfect