metal catches sunlight and the wind rips through my fur
i’m pushing back the edge of my domain
i gather up my pieces and i do the best i can
and what i lose is also what i gain
i know it’s written in the river
this thing that i’ve become
and in the end the pieces fall the way the throw says
the falling makes you numb
inhumane
the falling makes you numb
like fatal rain
this thing that you become
ah you’ve never seen the inside
and you know you never will
it’s the final key that keeps you from the door
and though the pressure on your feelings calls
for something to be done
you’ll never tamper with what you know is at the core
so inhumane
in the shadows of the past
there’s always room to rearrange
even in the shadows of the deepest day
as the world stretches on and on
without a second thought
the memories shatter slowly to decay
i know it’s written in the river of my blood
this thing that i’ve become
and in the end the pieces fall the way the throw says
the falling makes you numb
