Crawling the edge of my imagination
Sour hatred heavy on my breath
Rat in my belly gnawing hungry
Hungry for my head
Dusty ghost in my mind
Stroking ego cracked long ago
Cracked and broken now
Broken like the mind of a man feasting on the dirt and pain of a life, of a life lived wrong
Broken like the soul of a priest whose faith is burned by the sight of the famine his church feeds on
Cracked and broken like the hands of a clock but time, time moves on
However sour the lives lived long
There's a hole in my heart
My blood slowly slips away
There's a hole in my soul
My faith slowly slips away
There's a hole in my mind
My sanity slowly slips away
There's a hole in my world
My life slowly slips away
Crippled and sour now
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my heart
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my head
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my soul
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my world
My world collapse around life
Swimming the troubled sea of tears alive
Sour hatred heavy in my heart
Weighing me down, pulling me down
Restful peace awaiting me
Restful peace on the ocean floor
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my heart
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my head
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my soul
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my world
Crippled and sour now
I will rot in this cage that is my soul