A god descended from heaven to create us
Those he could not kill, they were ignorant
Of flesh and glass, no ability to create us again
With so many hands labeled in thousand's eyes
To the ends of that endless Earth
I'd stop love from taking my place
Holding your broken heart close to my own
Tears become laughter, and thoughts defy supersedure
(In my teeth and through my teeth
As I cheer, and as I cry)
He tossed us to winds and grieved when we were lost
Though physically, we were slight and fragile
Unable to hold the common heart
Wrecked and morose, there is dichotomy in the sufferer
Irony is my release
And it seems like moments
Your strangeness is an invitation
Surely, let us taste our hearts once again
I thought that my affection would keep us apart at last
I'll scream at you with my most passionate voice
Our flesh and wounds are moving into your mold
The tendons in my fingers feel so different
It's my lonely slumber I wish to burn with blood
My mouth turned red like tears once more
Look back around to the mirror we scratched into the wall
Build your shells, it's calculated imperfection
Hoping we'll forget that those tears are smoking guns
Let's end this Non Compos Mentis
Before it writes out our final ending
At least now, if I can at all forgive and forget myself?
(In my teeth and through my teeth
As I cheer, and as I cry)
“What is life without inducers?”