I'VE FOUND MYSELF CALLING OUT
FOR MORE THAN A HELPING HAND
COLD AS STONE I'M LEFT ALL ALONE
EXACTLY WHERE I STAND
PLACES AND FACES MAKE UP ALL OF MY MEMORIES
PARALYZED AND TERRIFIED
I AM BLINDED BY THIS AGONY
FEAR GOD WHO WALKED IN RIGHTEOUSNESS
EVERYTHING ELSE IS GRASPING FOR THE WIND
AFTER DEATH THERE'S ETERNITY
IT ALL COMES TO AN END
AGONY
FINDING NEW WAYS TO MASK THE PAIN
ATROPHY
A VICE TO SUFFICE JUST TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY
A NEW WAY TO MASK THE PAIN
A SELFISH NATURE A CRY FOR HELP
LOOKING FIR NEW WAYS TO FIND YOURSELF
YOU PRAY FOR A CHANGE
YET PRACTICE AT A DIFFERENT PACE
NO MATTER WHAT THE MASK IT'LL STILL BE
HARD TO HIDE YOUR FACE
PATRIARCH
COLD AS STONE I'M LEFT ALL ALONE
YOU TAKE AND TAKE WITH NOTHING TO GIVE IN RETURN
FROM ONE TO THE NEXT
IT'S JUST ANOTHER LESSON LEARNED
IT'S JUST ANOTHER LESSON LEARNED