it’s your fault, you tell your tales of lossyou clam that’s not your faultbut you don’t see yourself, inside your tombyour mind’s unable to solvethe end shall never resolveyour filthy thoughts rejoicein its lie…your face is covered inwebs spun from words without worthentangled in my worldI digest my offeringsyour mind’s unable to solvethe end shall never resolveyour filthy thoughts rejoicein its lie…your face is covered inwebs spun from words without worthentangled in my worldI digest my offerings[Solo – Levi]lost consumed inside – madnessbile, spewing forth – fountainsit exudes petty – failingsyou’re so blind for too long[Solo – Werstler]your face isyour face isyour face is covered inwebs spun from words without worthentangled in my worldI digest my offeringsit’s your fault, you tell your tales of lossyou clam that’s not your faultbut you don’t see yourself, inside your tombinside your tombinside your tombinside your….tomb…tomb…tomb…tomb…tomb…tomb…