I will never let you rest
Never sleep without my breath upon your neck
I am a memory
Etched into the fibers of this place
A vestige of a long forgotten sin
I am the trauma on these grounds forever more
I hold the secret of this place
When you sleep
You will feel my gaze
[Look away, and yet I still remain]
When you sleep
You will feel my gaze gnawing like a nail
[Will you pull it out?]
Gnawing.
Grinding.
Always.
Ever present fear.
And if you're ready for all of this to end
Just follow me
When you sleep
You will feel my gaze
[but if you follow me, we could make it end]
When you sleep
You will feel my gaze, gnawing like a nail
[let's go pull it out]
Follow me down to the orchard
Lost beneath the trees
The soil has all solidified concealing what lies below
Dig.
Dig and you'll exhume what will set you free
Follow me down to the orchard
Follow me
Meet me in the orchard
Lost beneath the trees
What will you see?
Will you look into his grave?
Will you stare death in its face?
Is it too late to be saved?
Is it too late?
Meet me in the orchard
Lost beneath the trees
What will be exhumed will set you free