Here is the world, they try to sell you Here is the ache of which you ate They'll have your eyes and they will hang your view so high Minus the world, we find forgiveness Minus the world, she find herself Minus the walls, she wouldn't hang her view So lieu... What if their eyes, shadow and plagued those creatures we portrayed Born into this, unbearable mess This bankruptcy her and I have left Paradox can't run out on me... Minus need, you are growing cold Minus believe, we are growing old Minus her face, she is unspoken Minus her hand, she is clean But in filth, we destroy purity Words conceived.... Sorrow and shame, Tangled and named, Indebted endlessly Enter the day Of depravity She'll have to make believe tranquility Minus the world, we leave Minus the world, we leave Minus the world, we leave.....