Separate and iminish
Dress with a new shell
Vanish deep, walking in sleep
Shun those who let their love show
In this defense, a selfish plea
For you to live and maybe see
If you are a riddle that tricks then plagues with rust
I'll go unnoticed like the dust
Walk the path of ash, return to insanity
Walk the trap
It is more wretched than the usual prey
who take and fake with no merit, no trace
Gone is the one, our faces seep
We have not won, ashamed to weep
This is the toll, the broken gate
A wreath to lay on the grave of faith
Dress with a new shell
Vanish deep, walking in sleep
Shun those who let their love show
In this defense, a selfish plea
For you to live and maybe see
If you are a riddle that tricks then plagues with rust
I'll go unnoticed like the dust
Walk the path of ash, return to insanity
Walk the trap
It is more wretched than the usual prey
who take and fake with no merit, no trace
Gone is the one, our faces seep
We have not won, ashamed to weep
This is the toll, the broken gate
A wreath to lay on the grave of faith