Brethren of the Senses
See through the mask I call a face
Admonish the fears of the human race
Withstand the pains of soldiers slain
Look into my crippled soul
Oblivious to the world outside
Afraid to look to the inside
I stand with the back to the crimson wall
I let the fears like serpents crawl
My pain, a mirror of reality
My dreams, an endless compromise
Your thoughts, a brethren of the senses
A fate that will not suffice
Breathe in the coldness of me with bliss
Release your anger with a final kiss
Succumb to the fate that is yet to be
Fear what"s left inside of me
The vortex of your thoughts attracts me
A black hole where nothing seems to be
Fall in love with what hits you
You"ll feel a burning desire to be you
Because...
My pain, a mirror of reality
My dreams, an endless sacrifice
Your thoughts, a brethren of the senses
A fate that will not suffice
See through the mask I call a face
Admonish the fears of the human race
Withstand the pains of soldiers slain
Look into my crippled soul
Oblivious to the world outside
Afraid to look to the inside
I stand with the back to the crimson wall
I let the fears like serpents crawl
My pain, a mirror of reality
My dreams, an endless compromise
Your thoughts, a brethren of the senses
A fate that will not suffice
Breathe in the coldness of me with bliss
Release your anger with a final kiss
Succumb to the fate that is yet to be
Fear what"s left inside of me
The vortex of your thoughts attracts me
A black hole where nothing seems to be
Fall in love with what hits you
You"ll feel a burning desire to be you
Because...
My pain, a mirror of reality
My dreams, an endless sacrifice
Your thoughts, a brethren of the senses
A fate that will not suffice