Denial, the perfect weapon
against the voice of free will and reason
It's dangerous to go alone
where every living menace is swordless
You poke and prod, I stand on edge
You won't accept dissuasion
You flee the stage, I will not trust
that death is always final
Please take me under your wing and explain to me how the world
works, for my mind is addles by the burdens of compassion and empathy
Oh, god, I'm crossing the line again (This is not my home)
Into insanity I descend
Your lies keep living in my head (And this is not my home)
And I keep drowning them in noise
You poke and prod, I stand on edge
You won't accept dissuasion
You flee the stage, I will not trust
that death is always final
Please take me under your wing
Please take me under your wing
Oh, god, I'm crossing the line again (This is not my home)
Into insanity I descend (Rich and raw by the light of the moon)
Your lies keep living in my head (And this is not my home)
And I keep drowning them in noise