Panic strikes in slow motion
Heart's clenched like a fist
A physical pain
A sense of defeat
This smell of isolation
A hall of mirrors multiplying
Grotesque features of a golden idol
Melting fast in the fires of confession
And the shame feeds the anger
Feeds the shame
Feeds the anger
Feeds the shame
Dim lights from a dying coal
Cast a silhouette upon
The soot-smeared window
The unsolvable crime
And the heart implodes like a faithless star
Beating backwards, beating fast
Into black coals of nothingness
Beyond redemption
And the shame feeds the anger
Feeds the shame
Feeds the anger
Feeds the shame
